Logan wasn't going to give up that easily. He was tired—true—but so was everyone else. Silis, fortunately, was still at her strongest.
He placed his hand over her leg and activated Soul Morph and Spirit Channeling, combining their stats into one.
He quickly checked them.
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Health: 2583 / Mana: 2397
Strength: 202 / Agility: 251 / Dexterity: 173
Constitution: 244 / Intelligence: 229 / Charisma: 180
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The numbers were high. No other creature probably reached these, except maybe a spirit. But the cost was steep. Unlike with Voltar, where Logan retained his stats, here he was sharing them with Silis.
As for his body, when fused with Silis, he hadn't grown wings—but he had grown a long tail, doubled in height, and become both spiked and armored. His black armor still clung to him, and luckily, it was Ruben's living armor, so it adapted with Logan. Now it stretched and melded with his newly formed dragon hide, becoming a dark shade of brown.
