Bam!!
Bam!!
My rewards from killing John had seen my strength pushed to the very limit a normal human could attain, but against Mike, it was not enough.
The air in the store was now reminiscent of the atmosphere back in the tunnel, and as Mike went all out, I was turned into a pinball.
At this point, my eyes and ears had become useless. Mind Vision was the only thing letting me keep track of Mike, and even then, his outline in my head had begun horribly fracturing.
Appearing at my left, before I could turn to face the taller man, an arm would have already shot out, aiming for my neck and looking to slice through it, but in the end, only be able to send me careening through the air.
Whilst my body slammed to the ground, bounced up, and crashed into several shelves, before it could come to a stop, Mike would appear by my side, release a kick to my chest, sending me soaring up in the air and then, grabbing my leg, he would pull me down to the ground with a roar.
"Fuck."
