Bang!
Alex's body shot back like an arrow, flying close to a hundred meters before hitting the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood bad his face was dyed red with blood. His fists shivered and he even had a wound exposing his bone on his left hand.
"These things, they adapt and counter! What the hell did these people make!" Alex said as he spat out a mouthful of blood but he gradually rose to his feet.
His eyes seemed cold and even with all the damages sustained he was yet to show any signs of giving up. Out of all thirty-five breaths he has, only fifteen are left now. He can't afford to be reckless with it.
"Silver lead these people out of here… send them back to base! I will hold this mechanical abomination off!" Alex said as he inhaled and the rumbling sound began!
