“You’re assuming too much, maybe we’re not fast enough,” Michael still said.
“C’mon, man! What’s wrong with you?” Felix asked.
Michael got the sense Felix was looking for an excuse to try. With how bad Michael felt, he would need one too. “And what do you suppose we do against the mind attacks? Or the mood ones?”
Michael noticed a suspicious glance from the three girls. “Hypothetically speaking, of course,” he added.
Felix took a large bite, cursing under his breath. “I dunno, man! Whatever. I can always just set their lungs on fire--bam, fight’s ovah.”
“Felix!” Miracle reacted, angrily straightening up to smack him across the forearm.
“Ow! What?! We’re just talking here, right? I can’t do anything in the tournaments, but if it’s a real fight, I’m not just gonna let peo
