Sonar's breathing accelerated due to the fear and pressure assaulting his mind and heart. Still, he clenched his fists and adopted a martial stance before shouting with resolution.
"I am a proud member of the Atrox Immortus Race, and you will not...!" Sonar did not even manage to finish his sentence before receiving an uppercut that raised his body from the ground. Disbelief appeared in his eyes as he felt the strength in that punch, and for a second, he could swear it was about to rip his head from his shoulders.
Before the Atrox could even figure out what was happening, a kick landed on his temple, increasing the might of the brain trauma the uppercut generated and sending him flying away.
Sonar crashed against a large tree, making a large indentation on this one.
'What is happening?' Sonar's eyes were confused as he did not understand where that strength came from.
