"Where are you going, Mr. Eric?" Mike got off the jeep. Sand began to fly in the wind. The sun slowly rises to the horizon. The ray made Eric have to squint to see where Mike was.
Eric's heart was beating fast. Last night Mike didn't come home to headquarters but was stalking him.
"Okay, I should have taken care of it myself. How about I start with you?!" The man was now in front of Eric to take his life.
"Shit!!" Eric reassembled his stance, trying to stay awake and fight Mike. His wound when facing Bima was quite severe.
Mike immediately ran. Very fast, agile, and powerful. He punched Eric, hitting the poor man in the stomach before swinging his arm to slash at Eric's neck. Eric spits out fresh blood. Mike's strength was so big and strong.