Arthur's mind still reeled from his encounter in the mindscape. That battle had nearly killed him, and worse, it had humiliated him. Arthur had been helpless.
The thought of it gnawed at him. He gritted his teeth, claws flexing as the glow from the crystal cave bathed him in eerie light. One thing was crystal clear to him now: he needed more than physical strength to survive this world. The next time, if there was another Titan or some mind-invading beast, he would need protection against mental assaults.
