Bab 267: Michael's Grit

Bright white projectiles emerged out of John and streaked towards Michael.

Michael's eyes widened as he saw the projectiles coming towards him. He ducked and rolled to the side, narrowly missing the attack.

"You're not so tough, John. I'm going to end you right here, right now!" Michael shouted, charging at John with his fists raised.

John clicked his tongue. 'I can't use Artillery Strike against someone so fast.'

He raised his hand and released a deafening shockwave to create some distance between them. He focused on Michael's figure and willed Appraisal into view.

[Michael ??]

[Age: ??]

[Strength: 75.1]

[Vitality: 25]

[Agility: 83]

[Energy: 53.2]

Whatever it was that Michael swallowed, it had almost doubled his stats.

John shook his head and took a deep breath, focusing on his own energy. He could feel it surging through his body, and he knew that he could take Michael down with everyone's help.