Yohan reacted instantly, throwing his arms up to block while twisting out of the way.
He avoided a direct hit, but the metal bat still smashed against his arm with a sharp crack. A wave of pain shot through him, forcing a grunt from his throat as he stumbled and crashed to the floor.
The agony pulsed stronger with every heartbeat.
'It hurts even when I move it slightly… it's broken' he could easily tell.
Through the haze, he lifted his gaze toward the motorcycle. The rider had turned around, engine growling, the bat still gripped tight in his hand.
'He was aiming for my head. He meant to finish me right away'
VROOM!
The rider gunned the throttle, front wheel lifting as he charged straight at Yohan.
Yohan rolled aside just before the tire slammed down, hitting the concrete hard as he landed.
The rider turned the bike sharply before Yohan could get back on his feet, engine roaring as he sped toward him again.
