Jerome
"That bastard!" I cursed out under my breath as I pulled my limp body from under one of the fallen trees. The palace guards would soon be approaching, and I needed to be out of here as quickly as possible. However, even with my regenerative capabilities, it would take at least half an hour for my legs to be fully healed.
I didn't expect Ethan to be a self destructive bastard. He had blown his car up even though there was a good chance that he wouldn't survive the explosion. But even after three simultaneous explosions from the other cars that had been lit ablaze by the first explosion, that bastard still had the strength to get up and move away. Just how strong was he anyway?!
