Those that Mian had taken with him were shocked as they rocketed through the air. The wind did not whip around them, and they were protected by a bubble of blue energy as they moved at insane speeds through the air.
'He sure could not do this before.' Daven thought to himself as he watched Mian in astonishment. He almost considered handing over the position of Patriarch of the Zelan Pack to Mian, before stomping on it, squeezing it up, and throwing it out of his mind. Dion was already the perfect successor. Daven was simply being awed by Mian's abilities and strength. Dion had already shown the qualities that the Zelan pack required from an Alpha and Patriarch. There was no need for anything extra. Besides, the two boys were friends, and Daven did not doubt that Mian would help Dion out if he ever needed help.
