"That's really fascinating, John-Vodhr. I can only do with some of these terms, but as I understand it, aren't you the most senior officer in your unit? How then can they appoint you as leader? Just because they are your adopted children?" Alanna quipped curiously, as the small group of dragons and two-legged friends continued to climb the stairs. John chuckled amused. "Oh no, it has absolutely nothing to do with it."
*Certainly Redeye is the strongest out of his pack and therefore the leader!* Humd Dun'var confidently, but growled in surprise as the colonel shook his head with a smile. "I'm far from the strongest Titan, Dun'var. We Titans host a small competition every ten years, where we compete in an unarmed melee. In the last of these tournaments I finished only sixth. No, I have been appointed troop commander by our high command because I have the most combat experience. And it doesn't matter what ranks the others hold," he told Miller, amazed by the elf next to him. "Well, at least that makes sense to put the man with the greatest experience at the top. But are there really five people among your children who still outperform you in battle? It's hard to imagine that at your strength, John-Vodhr." "Ohyes, when it comes to pure fighting power, we have three absolute monsters at the top of this list. And to be honest, they play in a completely different league than the rest of the Titans, including me," John replied, nodding and looking over to Eragon, who had been skeptical of him for a few minutes.
He didn't know why, but he didn't lose any great thoughts about it. Presumably the rider had talked about him with Sapphira and was now thinking about the Titan. *I would love to get to know these three of them.* he could hear Shadow Claw muttering enthusiastically in his head and turned to the midnight blue dragon, which trotted behind him and the other two-legged ones. He ran next to his mother, Saphira, and it was only now that the soldier really noticed how gigantic the stairway was to let two such giant dragons run side by side. His daughter Tinira trotted up the steps in front of them and looked at the Titan with a curious expression.
"I know what you think, but I'm saying now, take that out of your head. You would lose to each of them within minutes. And that, in some circumstances, is extremely painful." he warned Dun'var seriously, which elicited a slight snort. *It wouldn't have to be a life-and-death struggle. But there is nothing wrong with a little practice fight, or Dragon Knight?* "I can tell you already now how all three fights will go, Dun'var." John replied, shaking his head, but the dragon did not let up. *Then tell me how they would go out.* he demanded snipping, and the Titan sighed quietly before answering.
"So good. The fight against Alex will last the longest, I would appreciate – let's say a good three minutes. You would land some hits on him, maybe disarm an arm, but in return he would make you dazed with some blows and possibly break your jaw. Eventually, the fight would end by jumping on your back and biting your neck, or threatening to do it. The second fight, against Steven, would not even last a minute. Depending on how quickly you try to bite him. A blow with full force from him and you end up in the realm of dreams, probably even with a broken skull. And the last fight, against Emily, would go as long as she allows. You wouldn't land a single hit against them. Emily, on the other hand, would only have to catch you once with her poisonous mandibles and you would suffer incredible pain and convulsions for a few days. If you really want to fight the three now, I won't stop you, but I advise you to ask them for a practice fight beforehand. For if you attack them without warning, as Tinira does to me, then at least one of the three will kill you. This is my full serious Dun'var! Don't do it!"
In doing so, he admonished Shadow Claw and even raised his index finger with warning.
Tinira growled quietly and turned his head away somewhat ashamed, whereas Dun'var became even more curious. Shimmer's shed next to him, but seemed skeptical. *That's interesting. A bite from a two-legged friend to my neck is supposed to force me to give up?* he almost wanted to be amused, and Miller remarked: "I am not the only Titan whose body takes over the properties of other living beings. Does a species called crocodile tell you something? Maybe you know them as tank lizards." The dragon winked in the affirmative. *The medium-sized lizards from the rivers in the west, yes I remember.* "Good. Then I don't have to tell you why his bite puts you out of action? He has as pointed teeth as you and his jaw muscles are, counted in size, much stronger than yours. He would maybe have two or three tries until it penetrates the outer layers of skin and muscle on your neck, but after that it could smash your cervical spine with a single bite. And if he catches a large blood vessel while exposing, I don't need to mention that you only last a few minutes," said the colonel, typing his own neck by way of example, taking care not to wake Feyth.
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The midnight blue dragon growled in surprise. *A man with the bite of a tank lizard? But I shouldn't be so surprised, after all, you own the eyes of a dragon!* "Oh, Alex has much more than just the bite, but you see that as soon as we are in Lendol." "So everyone in your unit possesses this property? To acquire the characteristics of another living being?" asked Eragon thoughtfully, speaking again for the first time in more than half an hour. John turned to him and nodded. "Yes, that's true." "I understand. But what I and Saphira have been asking us for quite some time: Where does the power come to stand against a dragon without magic? I mean, of course your body could absorb the muscle power of a kull, but even these can't stand up to a dragon. So the question remains, how? Have the magicians in your homeland changed your body?" the dragon rider pondered thoughtfully, looking Miller deeply into his eyes.
He briefly pondered how to respond, because Eragon and the others would hardly understand anything about the technology that had given him this body. On the other hand, he did not want to come back with a cheap excuse. He made a decision and rattled himself, and everyone in his immediate surroundings pointed his ears, except perhaps Miriam. "Well, I'll try to explain it to you. First of all, you should know that you were right to assume that my body had been changed. Just not by magic, but by technology. But this is rather secondary, as you probably wouldn't be able to do anything with it if I suddenly come along with specialist chimes. That is why I am asking a simple question. Do you know in broad terms how a muscle is built?"
To his delight, Eragon nodded slowly. "From several individual fibers. This is one of the basics of magical healing, because if you don't know exactly what the problem with a wound is, it is practically impossible to treat it perfectly. But I'm going to digress, please drive away."
"Well, that saves me a lot of explaining work. Well, a muscle consists of several individual fibers. That's how much you know. Then you probably also know that a muscle with thick fibers is much more powerful than one with thin. That's why Kull has such an expansive physique, their muscles are simply thicker, or tighter packed than a person's. In addition, there are two different types of muscle fibers. One that can apply a lot of strength in a short time, but tires very quickly and one that can't muster as much strength, but also slowly tires. Can you follow me to this point?" said John, to which the shadow killer nodded slowly again.
"It goes beyond what I know, but as you explain it, it makes sense."
"That's good. I appreciated it's not a big surprise when I say now that there is usually a healthy mix between these two guys." 'It seems logical to me. Otherwise you would probably have to collapse with exhaustion if you walked for a few minutes, or even stood." Miller smiled at the fast The Dragon Rider's conclusion and then continued: "Exactly, very astute Eragon. Which brings us finally to the mystery of my strength, which basically consists of three parts.
First, I have many additional muscle fibers in each muscle that have been implanted in me by complex procedures! This allows me to have more strength than a normal person.
Secondly, the fibers in my muscles are many times thicker than would be possible by nature. If I didn't wear my suit, you could see that a kull next to me might seem almost anorexic.
And finally, almost all of my muscle fibers have been replaced by the extremely powerful type! This increases my strength by many times.
Just to give you an example: I don't know if you're training with weights here, but Without my armor, I can lift just under three tons for you in about 6,600 pounds, and thus go a few dozen meters. This is probably an impossibility even for a Kull."
With these words, he put on a mischievous smile when he saw Eragon's eyes widening. Alanna, to his left, also screamed loudly. "Barzéln! 6,600 pounds! No wonder her Sapphira's paw could break with a few blows." the shadow killer cursed quietly, while the elf simply looked at him in shock. *This is very remarkable for a human, red-eye. I think I'm slowly understanding why I shouldn't be hit by a Titan's fists.* Dun'var respectfully noted and Saphira buzzed approvingly. *Your strength is truly exceptional for a two-legged dragon knight. But strength and armor alone would not have been enough to save you from major injuries when I knocked you down with my paw.* However, the blue dragon lady replied thoughtfully and John bowed his head in agreement.
