With ChatJK3.5's mastery over Physical Art spells, Michael was able to whip up new skills customized specifically for Zion's talents.
Information washed over to the young Dragonborn's head, giving him the magic theory required to turn his innate movements into something that was bathed in mana. He figured out how to draw deep from his Unity cores and spread it to a specific muscle group with the right amount of force and quantity to release the maximum amount of power required.
After the transfer was over, Zion's eyes glinted in understanding.
"What do you think?" Michael asked.
"Thank you Bro Mike! These are so good!" Zion excitedly punched the air, a crisp whipping sound echoing in the arena.
This small preview of strength was enough to catch the attention of the reigning champ below. The warrior named Five looked up at the bleachers and squinted as he looked at Zion, scrutinizing the Dragonborn.
