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"I can't use my Ability!" Mike shouted.

He waved his hands, shouted some more words but no effect. He was horrified.

What if he couldn't use his Gifted Ability forever? A life without Gifted Ability wouldn't be a life at all?

Mike felt various anxieties in his heart and clutched his head.

"What is going on!?" Mike shouted again.

He was using his Gifted Ability just fine a moment ago, what suddenly happened?

The only logical explanation Mike could think of was Diablo.

His Gifted Ability stopped working after the slime consumed Diablo.

Mike glared at Diablo, who was still floating inside the slime.

"What did you do?" Mike cried.

Diablo shrugged his shoulders, smiling innocently.

Mike's hands were coming back to normal. The slime coming out of his hands was reducing in size and he became afraid by every passing second.