"That was... exhilarating." Li Ming exhaled a breath, or at least the semblance of one in his mind.
This punch, damn, that felt good.
After that, he looked up at the humanoid hole that permeated the entire vessel, sensing a presence moving from distant to near - it was Theo.
Obviously, he hadn't died. Appearing once again atop the torn metal floor, he coldly stared at the pale-golden Mecha in front of him.
From a frontal view, he seemed unharmed. But Ulrich's eye twitched as Theo's back was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, with bone fragments and muscles rolling outward.
Even if Theo specialized in assassination, it didn't mean his body was weak; on the contrary, it might be even stronger!
If that punch had landed on his head, there'd probably be nothing left but a pile of bloody mud, Ulrich's heart couldn't help but race in his chest.
Truly a Life Form with over 90% developmental progress.
