"Yep," Barty said with a hint of pride. "It's like I'm channeling their power. I can fight as them, use their skills, even think like them for a short time. It opens up a lot of possibilities."
"Man, that's insane!" Alex exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. "The tactical advantages are huge. You could turn the tide of any battle with that kind of ability."
Barty shrugged, taking another bite of his skewer. "It's not just about the strength. It's about understanding what they can do and using it effectively. But it takes a lot of focus, and I'm still working on controlling it."
Alex nodded, contemplating the implications. "Just be careful. You don't want to lose yourself in there. It sounds powerful, but it could also be dangerous."
Barty chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Don't worry, I'll keep my identity intact. I'm not planning on becoming anyone else—just borrowing their strengths when I need to."
