Wayne managed to get a grip of himself as he stumbled a few steps back. Mike's attack was powerful brought a sense of impending doom. He could not afford to hesitate or strategize. A golden pattern appeared on his forehead as blood pulsed through his veins. He forced open the seal containing the power of the Eagle King. It was his trump card. By activating the seal, he would be able to merge with the Eagle King's spirit. However, the technique would cause great damage to his tendons and ligaments. He would use it only when it was absolutely necessary. His life in peril probably qualified as that.
In an instant, Wayne's expression and demeanor changed. He exuded an overwhelming aura as he assumed an air of nonchalance. He gazed into the distance where Mike was hovering midair. His gaze
