The Clown moved so fast that it would have been impossible for a normal man to have noticed it.
The broad ax hacked through and destroyed the upper torso of the Exoskeleton.
It took a while before the Clown could stop from its rush. Stanley had appeared almost instantly on his sights and daring not to waste any moment. He rushed with his fastest movements and attacked the enemy.
The Clown frowned. His hands had reverted to human arms once more, but it was without any signs of blood.
He turned around to observe the Exoskeleton's upper torso.
His strike struck the upper chest area and hacked through it. The attack was so strong that the head and part of the right shoulder was chopped off. Yet there were blood-stains on his weapon.
He turned around and found that there was no pilot in the Exoskeleton.
Of course, I wouldn't leave my boy Sammy from this party! It's been months since then and I guess you could say that we've moved on as a family. But honestly, with everything that's been going on in 2020, I'm partly glad that Sammy wasn't born. I mean... It's just terrible out there. Even in my country with all the hate and conflict.
The verse in Ecc. 4 comes to mind.
2 And I thought the dead who are already dead more fortunate than the living who are still alive. 3 But better than both is he who has not yet been and has not seen the evil deeds that are done under the sun.
But enough grim talk. Sammy will have him in this little world of our own. Don't forget to vote, and leave a review if you haven't yet!