The past forty-eight hours in the Expanse had been a whirlwind of shimmering loot, shattered monsters, and a crash course in a fundamental law of this new world—one that everyone else seemed to have received in their Awakening 101 class.
For Zeke, it was a revelation. For Aaron, it was a wall he'd finally run into.
After leaving the Void-Threader's nest—or cave?—they had embarked on a power-leveling run in earnest: hunting treasures, clearing monsters, pushing limits.
As the saying goes, you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Everything that has a beginning has an end.
Humans—and everything else in existence—have limits. Some can be broken. Most cannot.
Awakened humans are still human. Their limits hold, biological or metaphysical, and the shape of those limits is determined by one thing: their innate ability.
