As Felix pondered this question, the armor had an answer:
[For devouring, put your paw on the corpses, and a small cylinder will absorb the body's essential energy and transfer it to you.]
Vangar even took into equation Felix's special ability when he asked for this armor to be made.
Now that his question was answered, there was no reason to dally anymore. He had a job to do, and he wanted to do it right.
The fate of his planet was mostly on his shoulders if what Vangar said was true. So he had to do his best to improve his strength as much as he could.
The Dragonoid's were keeping their guards up as they started to fly backward. Trying to create space between them and the humans.
