Anderson zigzagged on the ring, chasing Mikey like a madman while, at the same time, avoiding the swarm of mana insects conjured by his opponent. Anderson's opponent was growing frustrated.
Was it really possible for a man to avoid a swarm of flying insects for fifteen minutes while simultaneously chasing him all over the ring without batting an eyelid?
It wasn't only a matter of physical prowess here but also of environmental awareness, reflexes, and critical thinking. How insanely strong was Anderson to pull a feat like this?
The swarm prevented the young man from directly going at him. Still, several close calls during the fight made Mikey have shivers down his spine. Anderson was a monster; there was no say in the matter.
While Mikey thought about this, Anderson thought about his friend's power. The mana bugs had been an annoyance as they'd forced him into strenuous, evasive maneuvers, which would have left any other person with sore muscles afterward.