An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Jovian, listen to me. West Lucozia’s trouble runs deep. You won’t be able to handle it. You need to get out of there,” Boston urged.

When Jovian remained silent, Boston couldn’t hide his growing concern. After all, they were comrades, and he didn’t want to see his friend die on the street.

“You’re right. I’m not afraid if they come at me head-on. What worries me is if they come at me from behind.”

After hesitating for a moment, Jovian nodded. “Alright, Boston. Take me back to the hotel. I’ll pack my things.”

“Now that’s more like it.” Boston sighed in relief. “As they say, there’s always a chance as long as you’re alive. The most important thing is to stay safe.”

“Thanks, man. I’ll buy you a drink next time.” Jovian smiled.

Without Boston’s constant advice, Jovian might have taken a chance. But if things went south, he’d regret it too late.

Back at the hotel, Jovian wasted no time. He packed quickly, then hopped into Boston’s car to head to the airport. With the burden lifted, they joked and laughed along the way.

As they neared a junction, a large truck ran a red light and sped straight toward them.

The driver reacted too late and steered the wheel just in time to tip the jeep over. It rolled several times before crashing through a guardrail and landing in a roadside ditch.

The driver passed out on the spot while Jovian and Boston were thrown around. They were severely shaken. Fortunately, their strength kept them from serious injury.

kicked open the mangled

when he saw three

faces hidden behind masks. Long shadows stretched under

car, and his gaze locked onto the three figures. He frowned, and an uneasy feeling settled

been set up,”

clear to him now. This wasn’t just some random accident

me that they’re not here to chat.” Jovian

thought he was being careful, but it wasn’t enough to avoid this trap. It seemed that Boston had been right all

while. You should go first.”

leave you behind.” Jovian cracked

Let’s take this chance to show them what we’re made

they’d both end up dead. Boston didn’t believe for a second that the

men in black pulled out their knives as they got within about 30 feet of the

We’re going all in,” Boston shouted,

on top. In such fights, momentum would often determine the outcome. It was a relentless, fearless

brief but intense

knife slashed through the

Jovian was a master of hand-to -hand combat and grappling. His agility and speed let him strike first, quickly overpowering

no amateurs. Each one was close to being a master in their own right. In