After his hunger had been satisfied, Damon was finally able to focus on the strength coursing through his body. He was stunned. He was this strong even though he was merely an F Grade?
He looked at the boys and asked, "Is this what it feels like to be you? The peak of your race's potential?"
Zeke looked at him with a mixture of amusement and pity. "Bro, stop dreaming. Wake up to reality. You might be close to becoming a Primogenitor, but…"
Damon continued for him, "I'm not a real one, and you could easily wipe the floor with me?"
Zeke shrugged. "Well, I wouldn't say easily, but… yeah, pretty much. Our strength doesn't just come from our race. Sure, it plays a big role, but we've got a lot of other abilities. And even if we left those out, just our experiences put us several levels above you."
