BANG!
I felt little as my hand smacked against his face, the flesh rippling as a result of my action.
I'd normally have felt joy in such action.
I had dreamed of this for days on end. When it finally happened, I felt nothing. Just a simple emptiness that I couldn't get rid of.
BANG! BANG—!
Myles didn't even react as I punched down.
I saw the surprise on his face in the dim light. He tried to struggle, but it was too late. I was mounted over him, punching down as hard as I could. My knuckles stung, and warmth spread across my palms. I moved to strike again, but someone grabbed my arm and yanked me back, pulling me off him.
"What's going on? What has gotten into you?"
"Squad Leader!"
I tried to punch more, but I was stopped before I could do so.
In the end, I stopped moving once I felt Min's strong hands pressing onto my forearms. I knew that the struggle would be futile.
That was also when I turned to look at my team.
