Chapter Eighty-Seven: Assassination (Part One)

"By the way, aren't those kids taking a beating going to be okay?" Boone asked, looking at the sorry state of the field with a shake of his head.

He turned his head to Colin as if he wanted an answer.

"Even though Malin is fundamentally suppressing all the apprentices, the ability of our Church apprentices to resist getting hit is rapidly improving. Within a month, all the older apprentices have learned to protect themselves when an attack is imminent, using their most resilient parts to block, and even attempting to counterattack as the blow comes," Colin said with a smile, "Although they usually fail to do so because of Malin's rapid strikes, their progress is plain for all to see."

"They're even thinking about counterattacking?!" Butch frowned, "Even I find it somewhat difficult to keep up with Malin's pace when I'm not unleashed."

"You haven't unleashed?" Boone looked at his brother.