Crackle.
A foot covered in flames burned several threads, heading towards the blood-coated silhouette. Adam's pupils went wide, there was an amber grid in his right eye, allowing him to see his enemy's movements.
In a heartbeat, not wanting to die so quickly, Adam raised his hands in a block in front of him, clenching his fists tightly.
Max's feet slammed into his hands, causing a chaotic flame stream to flow forward in a fluid swirl, burning Adam's skin.
Following the flames was the momentum of the impact itself, throwing Adam aside with tremendous force as if he'd been shot out of a cannon.
It seemed that Adam's defeat was near as he came close to the edge of the blue zone, but over the past few days, they had made some changes to their battlefield.
"Argh!!!"
