"YOU MOTHERFUCKER, FIRE SWITCH" Crim Shouted, engulfing his body in flames and lunging toward the intimidating figure.
The man just smiled and avoided his attack.
"Awww looks like somebody just missed… Wanna try again baby boy?"
Crim's face became red with rage, just who was he calling the baby boy?
He flipped behind him and tried to crush him with a kick to the head, but he blocked it, He started to fall but picking himself with his arms, he propelled himself upward and tried a heel kick, similar to what he did to the core.
Before his attack landed the figure dissapeared, and he heard something whisper in his ear.
"Missed me Missed me, now you gotta kiss me."
This motherfucker was toying with him. He rotated his lower body and tried to hit the man with his backhand. But he disappeared again.
"Your mother-"
The man reappeared in front of him.
"That's very inappropriate you know? This is a story for all ages."
The man jumped back, leaving Crim confused. Story??? What did he mean by story?
I just wanted to let you know that there's no time to think about it.
He lunged forward again.
"Fire of the land and the straight line, obey the command, Flamethrower!!"
He clapped his hands together and a condensed flame propelled out of his fingertips becoming a piercing projectile the man just stood there waiting for the flame to reach him.
He waved his hands and the flame dissipated, but his smile didn't remain for long as a burning corpse was thrown at him.
..!
Crim saw his reaction, and immediately ran behind him, throwing a front kick that finally connected… But the man didn't move at all, the feeling was similar to punching the wall from before.
The man looked behind him after another splash of blood went off in front of him, it was the corpse, Crim backed off, he couldn't win and he knew.
He just had to…
RUN
...!
"Huh?"
Crim felt his back clenched by a dry hand, and he heard a shallow laugh behind him.
"Gotcha... Brat."
Swish.
A needle was forcefully injected into his lower back
His world became dark