Harvey waved his hand, signaling Kali to send two more cups of tea. A cup was set in front of Amos.

Harvey wasn’t fond of Amos. There was simply no point in fighting against a dying man, anyway.

Amos slowly sipped his tea to calm his shock. He then looked deep into Harvey’s eyes.

“What would you do to deal with a situation like this?”

Amos showed a profound gaze, determined to see through Harvey’s every thought.

“Simple.”

Harvey shrugged.

“Cripple your training. Start over. Don’t forget to not train in two different martial arts at once. Just pick one.

“Either that, or you combine both energies into one. You’d need to invent a brand-new martial art with the fundamentals of the two you already learned, though.

“Not only would that calm your energies, it’d take your skills to the next level. It might seem pretty difficult for you, however…”

Harvey looked at Amos bitterly.

“Either I cripple myself, or I combine my energies…”

Amos let out a sigh.

“You’re a smart man. You sho