48 The Grey Skull Guild
'To actually think this kind of ability is possible… tsk.' Jerouch clicked his tongue in admiration for the ability that the chameleon displayed.
He had been observing the giant chameleon for a while now as they exchanged attacks, and he had finally affirmed his theory.
He deliberately made it happen as though he were cornered and had no way to go, just to push his opponent into using her innate ability.
'The ability to mimic the colour of a particular target, and that's not the end…' Jerouch raised his left arm and pointed it to the sky as his face sharpened with a chilly aura.
'It can corrode any target whose colour it's mimicking, without having to make physical contact.'
The sky suddenly darkened, and a loud grumble travelled across the forest, shaking the soul of all the low rank monsters.
A thick blade that reeked of cadaveric bluish lightning energy manifested in the air.