"Storm Magnetite?"
Cicero's whole body jolted at the mention of it, his eyes lighting up with a rare spark.
"Master, do you know where I can find Storm Magnetite?"
Ethan blinked, caught off guard by the sudden intensity. Then he chuckled.
"Oh? You need that stuff?"
If Cicero actually needed it, then that solved everything—no more second-guessing, no more hesitation.
"Yeah…" Cicero nodded, his eyes gleaming. "I'm planning to use the power of storms as a catalyst. The magnetic energy inside Storm Magnetite could help me evolve."
"Evolve?!" Ethan stiffened, a shiver running down his spine. "Wait—you mean you've figured out how to evolve?"
"I'm still in the early stages," Cicero replied, shaking his head. His gaze was sharp, thoughtful.
