The Almighty Dominance

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Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Alex did the math in his head one last time.

If he didn't act now, he'd lose his only shot at surviving. With a firm tug, he

deployed the backup parachute.

Overhead, his pursuer fumbled.

Clearly, the enemy hadn't expected a second chute.

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Stuck in freefall with no way to close the distance, the attacker could only glare, fury scorching his gaze, as Alex floated safely to the ground.

If Alex had used the reserve chute too soon, the bastard might've swooped in for another strike.

Now, all the enemy could do was watch, fist's balled tight and rage contained only by the desperate need to stop the poison creeping from his right arm's wound.

Alex's feet hit the earth with a thud, knees nearly buckling in relief

The wet soil clung to his boots.

He bit down on a bitter healing pill, the burn of it fierce against his throat, and fired up his communicator.

"Move out!" he rasped, voice raw with adrenaline. "Head for the nearest Kingswell station. Don't bunch up! We can't handle that monster together-trust me."

Over the crackling line, the scattered survivors obeyed, tracking their own GPS signals under the moonless sky.

But Alex took off in the other direction, every stride drawing the attacker away from his friends.

He ran until his lungs blazed and the horizon began to glow.

Dawn found him stumbling through dense forest, sweat cold on his skin.

He leaned against a tree, trying to catch his breath.

The air felt stifling, the scent of damp leaves clinging to him.

Then he heard the voice, low and menacing.

"Didn't think you could run this far," it said.

Alex spun to see the attacker streaking at him with inhuman speed 2

the iron-like force of the man's left fist smashing into his

forearms and ribs, launching him through a nearby tree in an explosion of

gasping, pain twisting through

his right arm crudely bandaged at the stump where a hand should have

off my own limb. I'll make you pay

blood and shoved another pill between his

upright, discarding what

the first light of dawn, his battered

leveled his short knife at the old man. "I'll take the

scar and fury marked the

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been prepared, you wouldn't have touched me." Alex's

threw himself forward, channeling the last of his strength

hundred, brushed the attack aside like swatting away

a heartbeat, Alex felt an onslaught of

him backward, through one tree after another, until

bruises flared; every

.

already here, driving Alex's face into the ground with a savage punch. Blood filled Alex's mouth, and his knife clattered out

cruel laughter tore through

again, savoring each muffled cry of

hacked up a mouthful of blood, his limbs

throat and

toy. A twisted grin stretched across the

got your father's

wouldn't have rotted in this cursed place for decades-waiting for some whelp to show up. But

mid-laugh, his body jerked. His eyes widened in

her grip steady on Alex's lost

the old man's back. Her face was ghostly pale, but her resolve burned

you bastard!"

bellowed, the

Alex aside and whirled

in his

swung with a backhand that cracked

dodge, but her level was too low-his blow

spinning through

hit the ground in a

in wheezing gasps, blood painting her

to crawl, then

pain.

catching her just as she was about to

he fished out his last pill and pressed

it,” he whispered, voice ragged.