Felix would lie if he said he wasn't surprised about Marshallo's tenacity. His body was so highly used to battle that it would respond to outside threats even when his consciousness wasn't present inside it.
This cemented the fact that Marshallo had been through an uncountable amount of battles. His scars were one thing, but the experience that was printed so thoroughly in him was the genuine example of a person that had defied death countless times.
Felix dodged another sudden attack as he backflipped away from Marshallo and narrowed his eyes. It was almost like he was fighting a tree!
He couldn't sense anything coming from Marshallo's body, so he couldn't predict his moves. He had only been able to dodge these two sudden strikes because of his body's instincts. He had mastered both killing intent masking and detection through Vangar's memories, but now his killing intent detection skill became useless!