Zhao Yao smiled at the dragon.
"It's alright if you don't want to admit defeat."
The red glow in his eyes thickened into a scarlet fog. He had used Elizabeth's mind-control again. This time, he forced Cat Sage to revoke his superpower. In an instant, the three-headed dragon was reduced to a small cat that stood barely taller than the grass. The cat looked down at its body in surprise.
The corners of Zhao Yao's lips lifted into a satisfied grin. Of all that superpowers at his disposal, Matcha's and Elizabeth's were the most effective for one-on-one combat. As long as he was close enough to maintain eye-contact with the opponent, Elizabeth's mind-control would always get him the upper hand.
It was no different this time. He had spent time observing Cat Sage and his ring of supercats. Mind-control would do the trick.
