"So cold blooded Xavier? Marcus was just eliminated." Ashtarh said as his body flashed and he hit Xavier.
Boom!
The Xavier in front of him dissolved into a phantom. He missed again!
"Cold blooded? Because of a guy I barely know? Besides, what's the naive talk about teams? Strength is the only thing I need." Xavier's voice sounded inside his mind.
At the same time, Ashtarh felt a burning pain. It was like his head was placed in a burner and ice at the same time.
The pain was so great that his body spasmed from time to time. At the same time, the intrusive mental power in his mind tried to control his body.
It almost controlled his leg as he tried to jump.
"Argh!" Ashtarh 'raised' his strength and broke the control of the mental power on his leg.
"You are a team! Even during the moment he was eliminated, you still were!" Ashtarh yelled. Growing up in military, he couldn't accept treating his teammates that way.
