Killian, who was previously full of confidence, was not completely flabbergasted and shattered, looking like a lost puppy that had been abandoned by its owner.
"H-How can this be…?" He muttered to himself as he felt like all his force has been dissipated by these two fingers.
Dante chuckled at his confusion and took his two fingers back. "My physical strength is more than 5 times yours, of course its possible. Not only that, I have far better training in the control of force than you."
In terms of the five basic of Breathing, Posture, Reaction, Balance and Traversal, Dante would not say that he was a master, but he had graduated sufficiently and was adept. Using himself as a benchmark, the five basics on Killian were atrocious.
