CRAVE! is My Kiss.
His eyes traced Morgana's steps cautiously.
Every step she took and how she took it.
His mind sparked an old technique that was normally used to track Prey.
The muscular tension, the press against the earth, and then he calculated in his head. Every person he had ever had an encounter with.
lenny had always had an incredible mind. Coupled with the advantage of his level, he could easily remember things passed.
Lenny's keen eyes traced Morgana's footsteps across the Arena, each step leaving an imprint on the ground that revealed more than just her physical presence.
Her movements were not just purposeful but calculated, every muscle in her body working in harmony to propel her forward. With each stride, the sinewy power of her limbs became evident, the definition of her muscles visible even through the fabric of her clothes.