While Mel listened to the little boy's words, he examined his arms, hurt after a long time. It was unbelievable. His limbs, regarded as untouchable, were adorned with deep cuts.
Neither the wild creatures in the forest where he spent two years, nor the tornadoes he fought at night, nor the cutting metal in the tornadoes, nor the people inside the Green Shadow Academy had managed to injure his claws before.
Even though other parts of his body or his psyche were injured, his claws were the strongest branch to which he clung. Today, he experienced a first when he least expected it, and he had no time to think about it because his enemy stood right in front of him.
"It looks like you are in the Profound Inheritance Stage, and you can only transform the parts up to your elbows yet. You are more incompetent than you seem. I will play with you a little more. Let us see what you can do."
