Bang!
The Repairman froze.
Almost instantly, blood flowed from his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.
A low laugh rang out. "I'm the puncher."
If the Repairman could fix the mush his brain had become and his broken neck, he would definitely roar at Luke: What kind of boxer uses a vertical punch?!
He probably had a lot of swear words on the subject, but that body with the dented head was tossed into Space 1 and would never have the chance to protest ever again.
On the other side, Firefox was in a very difficult situation. The rope had just loosened a little, when she heard footsteps approaching.
The huge figure crouched down and said in a surprised tone, "You're quite strong. If I had come back a few minutes later, you would've broken free."
Firefox: …But I'm still tied up!
Then, she was lifted up.
