In the illusion space, Seanlu was practicing straight punches as Edgar watched him.
Wind was revolving on Seanlu's arm as he struck.
Edgar nodded his head."You succeeded. It will be needed in the operation."
Seanlu chuckled."Boss, it will be difficult to do it without your guidance."
Meanwhile, on an elevated circular platform outside the illusion space, Mike and Busca were sparring.
Busca jumped to the air as earth covered his right fist.
Boom! He hit the floor where Mike was standing.
Mike covered his fists with fire, then struck his fist at Busca's head.
Busca blocked with his fist, then they kept exchanging blows at close range.
On another platform, Gan and Gin were also practicing. Gan was wearing a metal glove with sharp fingernails. Gin was holding daggers that became shadow blades.
