A blade was thrusting from the back of Mr. Jones’s body. It had struck somewhere around his left chest. Most probably, his opponent was targeting his heart. Suddenly, another figure appeared and grabbed the stabber’s arm. With a powerful punch aimed at the stabber’s hip, the new figure launched the stabber away from Mr. Jones.Mr. Jones didn’t seem too bothered as he carefully assessed the situation. He lifted his red right hand towards the stabber and asked, “Did Jack send you?” The stabber stayed quiet, keeping his mouth shut.“Step aside,” He said as the new figure was hushed to step away.Mr. Jones released the trigger on his imaginary gun.BANG!A red light appeared from the chest area of the stabber. Blood spilled from the stabber’s mouth. As he was coughing up blood, Mr. Jones’ chest was filled with blue light. This blue light is a part of his Forte. This Forte is known as Red Right Hand: 2nd Barrel. It works as a means to counter damage. Any damage to Mr. Jones can be transferr

Not yet, Ankara… Remember why you are here… Finish your mission…That’s right. I will complete the mission assigned to me.***The sound of clashing echoes through the underground room. Two figures fighting each other with utmost seriousness. From the looks of it, it was as if they had been at it for a few hours.Yes, for the past 2 weeks according to schedule, I have been training with Mr. Jones."As expected from you Mr. Jones, not a single opening."He released air bullets which grazed my body."It’s been 2 weeks; when are you gonna master it, Ankara?"The reason behind our training is the fact our opponents, Goliadth and Jack Nelson, will no doubt be hard."You still have a far way to go if you wanted to at least stand a chance." Mr. Jones scolded.I rose as I focused my Foen. Spectral Armament, the ability to make anything I touch intangible towards anything. About 4 months ago I found out that I am able to manipulate anything that my body touches. Then 2 months later I got th