Somewhere deep in a canyon, two figures were battling their hearts out in their own version of a duel. As a part of his plan, Max and Sky were fighting intensely so that the young boy would get a feel of what Raiko's devil-dead mutant body could and couldn't take.
Sky was taking a somewhat serious beating from Max but the biggest advantage she had was the regenerative ability her mutant cells possessed. She may have been turned into a dead mutant but she still possessed most of her old mutant traits like poison spit, camouflage, and regeneration.
Right now, Max was on his knees on the other end of their battlefield, sweating and panting for breath. His hair was soaked with sweat and his body was aching and exhausted. Sky, on the other hand, wasn't tired at all and looked like she could keep up the whole gig for another day or two.
" You need to rest, Max." She shouted from the other side. "You've been at it for hours. Your body can't handle it."
