Kabooom! Time for a battle
The loud thumping in his ears told him he was ready. The sound of his heartbeat reboundeing against his rib cage accentuated that claim. His limbs shivered with ethereal might. His muscles condensed and expanded, taking in more of the demonic presence. It ate up the power that made him more than a threat for them on a one to one matchup.However when faced by all of them; That would not be the outcome. He knew it. He could not risk it. He hardly knew the limits of his system and already he would not take it far in this battle. Chip them off one by one. Prevent them from banding together. Though he greatly doubted their ability to band together. The harmony Leslie and that boy shared was missing amongst these ones. They were ragtag group of murderers. And he was their target. Still, he would not give them that benefit of doubt. His eyes quickly scanned the entire room. The first one in reach was none other than her.The girl who kissed him during the last encounter.Lekan snarled, hi
The wind filtered in behind him. The smell of burnt out matter rose steadily in the air. It reminded him of the state of things he was in. His ward had almost been obliterated to bits by the grenade launcher. And it was strange that nobody had come to the area yet. Maybe they had, but on the sight of these men, they chose to wait on the side of caution. Caution which he was barely hanging on to now. It was what kept him at bay. It constantly reminded him of how dangerous these guys were. He’d tried his best. But it wasn't enough. Still, there was nobody here but him. The only one to buy his salvation was him and nobody else. And today, he was not going to go down. Not by these men Not by the system Bureau. He’d run them down. Brutalize their whole existence for even bothering him. His eyes blazed with intense hatred as he watched them. There is the moment of respite they enjoyed now. And while they used it to strategize or understand him, he used it to catch his breath. And to we
Lekan grimaced, staggering backwards. He wanted more. He ached for more. His body roared in anger as the heat increased within his chest. He thundered with a threatening roar. His body exploded forward. The smile from the Returning Man told him that this was it. This was a defining moment. Their fists sailed towards one another. But Lekan was faster. With one tilt to the left side, his right arm smacked down on the offending hand. The yell of pain and surprise encouraged him. Blood red vision before him, he groaned, nothing would stop him. Vindication thundered within his heart. It propelled him forward, lifting his knee up into the air. And a second later, the kene angled forward, smashing right into the solar plexus of the Returning man. The Returning Man buckled under the pain. Never did he think that he would be outsmarted.The prided himself as being the one who had the system that did this to others. Not had this played out to him. To see the sudden up in the switch o
Maimed human? Few things got Frank angry in this life he lived. And one of them was calling people names. Undeserved names. There had to be a civil side to life. A side which could tolerate other people despite the differences they all shared. A side that could see the good in others, rather than call them on what they were short on. He got the idea that people had to be corrected. As a king, he had the right to call people out on what it was that they lacked. He had to be blunt if he was doing that. But in the case foLee Min, this was not it. It was a complete assery. He would not have it. This time, even if Leslie would step in between them, he would not let her get them apart. He damned the rules as he glared at the eastern boy in his face. Leslie sensing the heat between the two of them quickly stepped up in the midst of them. She sighed, shaking her head as she pointed to the door. With that gesture, she prayed in her heart that Lee would take it. That he would use the
The speed at which the punches hurled into his face was unbelievable. Lee was stunned. For someone of his nature, of hsi type, he was not the one to usually taste this end of the battle field. He was a swift devourer. He threw the damage on the battlefield and worried about whether or not he had sent the opponent to the ICU. The Bureau respected strength and eh and that in plenty. His system was most suitable with him and so far, he had utilized it to the extreme. Even when it came down to bullying others, so far as he was able to utilize his system, the Bureau did not clamp down on him. They saw it as a way for him to level up. Just a few taps on the wrist for the severe ones he pulled.. Other than that, nothing more came his way. His confidence grew as a result of that. He was untouchable. Insusceptible. That was the modus operandus. At least, that was what he believed, until he came in contact with this guy named Frank. The way the seven punches slammed into his face was s
“Ha!” Lee barked as he suddenly ducked to the ground. With the swiftness of the wind, his body bent down. He dashed forward. Energy hummed at his fisted hands, his body traversing the distance between himself and Frank. “Blast!” Lee roared out. His body pushed forward in a lunge. He threw his left hand forward, aiming for the middle of Frank’s chest. Frank reacted immediately. He bent quickly, pushing his chest inside as he tried to get away. But that was not it. At that same moment, Lee smiled dangerously. His right hand dashed forward in a flick of a second It aimed upwards, in a curve. It angled off the jaw of Frank, taking advantage of the evasion of the first attack. BOOM! “aGH!” Frank groaned out as his jaw shifted. His body popped up from the ground, the force cannon launched into his jaw ejecting him further. Lee attacked the second time but this time he was ready. Stunned and dazed, Lee went for a second attack. He was faster. And vicious. His second fist r
“No” Leslie moaned softly as she tried to rise from the bed. BLow after blow, she saw the quick wittedness of the boys and the foolishness thereof as they exchanged blows to one another. They wrecked havoc, shattering jaws and smashing faces. All of it happened within seconds. Minutes. The one who stayed just a little lesser, spent more time was the one who had a punch smashed into his face. She groaned, trying to rise from the bed once more. Her body denied her, She fell back with a pained expression. All of this, it was her fault. She was failing. Just like before. She could do nothing. Nothing. Tears streamed out of her eyes. Hot as they tore down her cheeks. Down curling lips. Sad faced as she struggled to rise again. And again. But even her limbs sang to her of her uselessness. Of her failure in doing just one thing right. The only thing she knew how to do was get out there and fight. Nothing on the side of diplomacy. For this reason, Lekan was not at the Bureau. . It
Helen smiled at her. “Look At you clutching your side.” She pointed at Leslie “And you want to take on a fight? Come on. Boys will Boys. Their egos would always get ahead of them. You cannot do anything about that.” She mentioned. “I brought you out of there because I adore you, Leslie but don't force me to face you.” “Or what?” Leslie asked, intrigued by the boldness of this girl. “Please don't force my hand.” She warned her softly. Helen didn't take this warning. Rather she stretched her hands up above her head. Blackish purple light sparked out of her eyes as her system activated,.With a heave, the corridor darkened. Even the light bulbs went out in explosions,turning the whole space pitch balck. Leslie panicked. Quickly, she jerked her hands forward, a wave of light shards shooting out to wedge a little demarcation between them. It gave her lightIt illuminated them with just some tiny bit of brightness, enough for her to see. Enough for her to see the shadow demons in the