This trump card of mine could only be called upon when I'm feeling extreme rage or anger—maybe even murderous towards a certain individual—but recently, I've been able to call upon it with a simple thought, and with some added effects if certain prerequisites were met.
I'm not 100% sure about what it actually does to my body but what I'm totally certain of was if there was a problem, it'd solve it.
But yeah, taking it with a grain of salt in conjunction with smelling salts—yes, pun intended—it had a similar effect to an extent and it didn't involve smelling something putrid, not to kink-shame or anything.
At this moment, Sebastian looked like he was ready to pull 14 plates right from the get-go, but before I could even check up on what the girls were doing, I felt something small hit me on my shoulder and I learned that it was a pack of sour gummy worms.
Logan gave me an upwards nod before saying loud enough for everyone to hear, "Alright. Everyone take five—"
