— Dreamer's POV —
Knocking the blind boy aside, I glanced at my fist and frowned. There was a dent on it. Unlike the armored kid, the blind one reacted to my attack with his own. I have to confess, I was surprised, but in the end, overwhelming power trumps everything. If these kids were much older, they would be harder to deal with.
Cough! Cough!
My eyes narrowed at the sound, and I traced it to the source—the armored kid.
"Are you still alive?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
For him, I put more strength behind my punch. It should have killed him instantly!
It's already amazing the armor didn't break under my punch. It's more flexible than any steel I have ever come across.
"Is he healing?" I muttered with genuine shock. "And really fast!"
With a frown, I began approaching the kid, but I soon noticed a violet light burning brightly beneath his silver armor.
But it wasn't just that!
