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Chapter 3 - No Escape

Kal stood still, his muscles tensed, as

he slowly backed away from the two

towering cyborgs. His eyes flicked

between Vance Korros and Brakkar

Torsk, calculating his next move. They

were too strong for a straight-up fight,

even with his enhancements. The air

was thick with tension, and he could

feel the weight of the bar's remaining

patrons watching the encounter from

the shadows, hoping to stay out of the

crossfire.

Brakkar grinned, his massive frame

looming over Kal. "Too late to run, little

man. We'll crush you faster than you

can blink."

Kal's hand drifted toward his pocket, his

movements deliberate. "Who said

anything about running?" he muttered,

grabbing a small sphere tucked inside

his jacket. He kept his hand low, trying

to hide the ball from view.

But Korros, the leaner of the two, saw

the motion and charged. His cybernetic

fist swung toward Kal with deadly

speed. Kal reacted just in time,

grabbing Korros's arm and slamming

the kinetic ball against his chest. As he

jumped to the side, he swept Korros's

legs out from under him.

A sharp boom echoed through the bar

as the kinetic ball detonated, sending

Korros crashing to the ground. Kal

rolled to his feet, his heart pounding,

only to realize Brakkar was gone from

where he had stood.

A crushing force slammed into Kal's

back, sending him flying nearly four

meters into the far wall. His body

crumpled against the solid metal

surface, a shock of pain shooting

through his entire frame. Blood dripped

down his face from a gash on his

forehead.

Brakkar stood there, laughing

mockingly as he watched Kal struggle

to stand. "You think you can take us,

bounty hunter? Pathetic."

Kal spat blood onto the floor, wiping hi:

mouth with the back of his hand.

Brakkar charged again, this time

throwing a series of powerful punches.

Kal ducked and weaved, his body barely

keeping up as he dodged the brutal

assault. Every near miss sent a rush of

adrenaline through him, and Brakkar's

frustration grew with each evaded blow

"You can't dodge forever!" Brakkar

roared, dropping low and sweeping his

leg toward Kal's knees.

Kal sidestepped at the last second,

planting his foot on Brakkar's massive

leg and using the momentum to launch

himself into the air. As he flew over

Brakkar's head, he tossed a pair of

kinetic balls behind him, landing and

kicking Brakkar hard in the back, driving

him toward the explosives. The blast

threw Brakkar forward, sending him

crashing into a nearby table.

Before Kal could catch his breath,

Korros reappeared, grabbing him from

behind in a crushing grip. His

mechanical arms squeezed tighter,

threatening to break Kal's spine.

Kal grunted, struggling to free himself,

but Korros's grip was relentless. "I'm

gonna snap you in half" Korros

growled.

With a pained shout, Kal activated the

kinetic shock built into his gear. A pulse

of energy shot through his body, forcing

Korros to release his hold as the jolt

rippled through him. Kal staggered free,

gasping for breath, while Korros

clutched his chest, dazed.

Both fugitives stood, blood trickling

from their wounds, their expressions

dark with rage. "You're dead," Brakkar

snarled, his voice filled with fury. "We'll

finish this right here, right now."

from their wounds, their expressions

dark with rage. "You're dead, Brakkar

snarled, his voice filled with fury. "We'll

finish this right here, right now."

Kal wiped the blood from his face,

reaching into his bag. His hand

emerged gripping a tactical baton, the

weapon crackling with energy as it

extended to full length. "You're

welcome to try" he said, his voice

steady.

The room seemed to close in, the

sound of Brakkar's footsteps heavy in

the smoky haze. Kal tossed a smoke

ball to the ground, enveloping Brakkar

in a thick, blinding cloud. Without

hesitation, Kal darted toward Korros,

who was already bracing himself for

another strike.

Korros swung his fist, but Kal leaped

Over his head with a quick, acrobatic

flip. The baton came down hard on the

back of Korros's neck, sending him

stumbling forward. With a grunt, Korros

lashed out, grabbing Kal by the arm and

throwing him to the ground, but Kal

twisted mid-air, wrapping his legs

around Korros's arm to break his fall.

Using the momentum, he swung his

body upward and jammed the baton

into Korros's throat, sending a jolt of

energy through him.

Korros fell to the ground, his body

convulsing before he lay still. Kal stood

over him, breathing heavily, his heart

racing. He delivered the final blow,

ending Korros's life with a swift strike to

the neck.

Brakkar emerged from the smoke, his

massive frame bulldozing through the

wreckage. He tackled Kal with the force

of a charging beast, slamming him into

the bar counter and shattering glasses

and bottles in a shower of broken glass.

Kal cried out as the impact cracked

several of his ribs, the pain blinding him

for a moment.

Brakkar didn't stop. He dragged Kal

across the floor, slamming him into

walls and hurling him across the room.

Kal's body was battered and broken, but

his mind remained sharp. He could still

feel the kinetic balls in his pocket, his

one remaining chance.

As Brakkar charged for the final blow,

Kal rolled to the side, planting the

remaining kinetic balls in Brakkar's

path. The explosion rocked the bar,

sending debris flying in all directions.

Kal collapsed onto the ground, his body

aching as he leaned against the

shattered bar.

For a moment, everything was silent,

save for the crackling of broken lights

and the soft groan of shifting metal. Kal

sat there, his chest heaving, waiting for

the smoke to clear.

A figure stood in the center of the room,

barely visible through the haze. Kal's

heart sank. He's still standing?

But then, with a heavy thud, Brakkar's

massive form hit the ground,

motionless.

Kal let out a weak laugh, the adrenaline

finally leaving his system as he

slumped back against the wall. He had

done it. He had brought them both

down.

As the dust settled and the silence of

the wrecked bar surrounded him, Kal

allowed himself a moment of rest. His

body was bruised, bloodied, and broken

-but alive.

He smirked to himself, leaning his head

back against the wall. "Guess I'm not

done yet."

And with that, he closed his eyes,

letting the darkness take him for just a

little while.