[Stitche Acquired: Shadow Weave]
[The darkness answers the mind that dares to shape it. What you imagine, the shadows become. A blade. A chain. A wall. A wound. So long as your will holds and the dark remains, your thoughts are the only limit to what may be woven into form. The shadow asks nothing but that you see it clearly, and when your vision fades, so too does the thing you built.]
Oliver skimmed through the description at astonishing speed, outright ignoring portions of the information because he simply lacked the luxury of time.
More importantly, he already knew about the Stitche beforehand since it belonged to one of the original character's most terrifying abilities. The only unexpected part was obtaining it far earlier than he should have.
A manic grin spread across his face afterward as he shouted,
"Now play with me!"
The Mourn Wyrm retaliated instantly.
