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

a second, he felt the iron-like force of the man's left fist smashing into his

and ribs, launching him through a nearby tree in

gasping, pain twisting through every

the old man snarled, his right arm crudely bandaged at the

you, I had to cut off my own limb. I'll make you pay with your

blood and shoved another pill between his teeth, pain throbbing

discarding what

the first light of dawn, his battered body gleamed

knife at the old man.

scar and fury marked the attacker's face, his gaze like a

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you wouldn't have touched

himself forward, channeling the last of

old man, a warrior beyond level one hundred, brushed the attack aside like swatting away a

felt an onslaught of force slam into

him backward, through one tree after another, until he finally crashed into the

rattled; bruises flared; every

.

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

laughter tore

Alex's body again and again, savoring each muffled cry of

up a mouthful of blood, his limbs limp, vision

old man grabbed Alex by the throat and hoisted him upward, like a

grin stretched across

father's face,"

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

on vengeance. But mid-laugh, his body

grip steady on Alex's

driven it deep into the old man's back. Her

you bastard!"

bellowed, the

hurled Alex aside

surged in

a backhand

dodge, but her level was too low-his blow

through the

hit the ground in

breath came in wheezing gasps, blood

crawl, then

pain.

Kelly, catching her just as

his last pill and pressed

he whispered, voice ragged.