Opportunities to release his full might and kill, like the one before him right now, were too few and far in between. It was rare enough for him to cherish every single second of the present.
He felt as if he had been born to fight!
Fighting and killing was his blood. Pain was the embellishment on his dish. All his desires and cravings were satisfied in combat.
"CLANG!! BOOM!!"
Blocking John's charge with his saber, Theon smacked him into the distance with his elbow and watched as he smashed into the skyscraper like a cannonball.
Glass, metals, dust and rods tumbled down into the ground continuously, splashing up waves of water.
"A pity…" Theon blocked the two consecutive strikes by Alice on his flank single-handedly. With his shoulder, he rammed into her face, then spun to deliver a roundhouse kick to her bouncy chest.
"BOOM!"
For the umpteenth time, Alice crashed into another building.
