A whole week had passed, and during that time, Michael's control over his shields had drastically improved.
That was mostly due to the fact that his entire training consisted of being beaten up, while occasionally sending out an attack of his own.
But obviously, none of his attacks connected, and Mikhail kept bombarding him with all sorts of attacks.
However, it was not all fruitless. After all, his passive regenerative capabilities had grown by leaps and bounds. The number of times his limbs had been cut off was definitely in the triple digits by now.
Added to the fact that he had learned how to concentrate the mana of his shields into certain parts, coupled with his multilayered shields, it was quite a combination.
The concentration made it so a single shield became fortified. If he did it on many shields stacked together, the amount of fortification increased by many folds.
