Son compartido

I activate it. Silently. [Forced Conversion.] The system roars. Not a notification. A command. His body stiffens instantly. Eyes widen. “What—what is this—” Too late. Energy flows. Not visible. But I feel it. Warm. Heavy. Addictive. Like stealing something that was never meant to be mine. [Extracting Strength.] [Extracting Vitality.] He drops to his knees. Just like the others. But worse. Way worse. Because this isn’t fear. This is loss. Real loss. “What did you do to h