Kyro and Luna looked puzzled. To them, nothing had happened except Felix staring at Micah. Could that count as a contest?

Then, they noticed something was wrong. Sweat poured off Micah like rain and dripped audibly against the floor. What had happened to him?

Finally, Felix withdrew his power.

Micah dropped to one knee and gasped for air, his eyes filled with raw fear. After recovering, Micah bowed to Felix. "This is my first taste of a Dragonian martial artist's true power. Please forgive my earlier disrespect, Dr. Zeller."

Felix said with a smile, "No offense taken. You're quite skilled yourself."

Even before absorbing another Dragonspine, Felix could have crushed Micah without breaking a sweat. Micah would not even have a chance to fight at all.

Micah turned to Kyro. "Mr. Starfire, Dr. Zeller's strength surpasses any warrior or shadowstalker I've encountered. Even if we surrounded him, I doubt we'd force him to use more than one hand."

Such high praise made Kyro and Lu