"In the terms of your Blue Star, this is called grappling, with a few submission holds from underground wrestling thrown in. Those two alone let me defeat you easily. So if we fought at a higher level of power, who do you think would win?"
Lynn stared at her.
He understood.
Clearly, Dreamweaver wanted to show him the importance of moves and skills this way.
And judging by that, Dreamweaver was indeed deliberately teaching him.
"I understand what you mean."
Lynn sat up and adjusted his Monocle.
"Take magic, for example. Give two people the same hundred units of magical power, but one knows magic and the other doesn't, and the difference between them is already night and day. Skills and moves are the means of controlling that power inside you."
Dreamweaver stood up and said with a smile:
"Exactly. That's what I mean."
"Many things were created to let the weak defeat the strong. Against someone weaker than you, you can certainly bulldoze straight through them. But when you're evenly matched, or facing a stronger opponent, these moves become crucial. That holds true at any rank."
Lynn floated up, landed steadily on the ground, and looked at her.
"So, what are you going to teach me?"
The corners of Dreamweaver's lips lifted slightly as she said:
"There's no point teaching you the simple things. Let's start with the Trinity. Transfer a little Guardian Power to me, and I'll demonstrate. These were all developed by my ancestors in that ancient era."
Lynn thought for a moment, then looked straight at her and extended his hand. Wisps of pale sun fire ignited, and he instantly poured them into Dreamweaver's body.
In an instant, powerful flames blazed all over Dreamweaver.
She took a deep, satisfied breath, feeling that familiar power, then opened