บท 43: Mind-Virus Mission [4]

"ARGHHH!"

"I... want to... kill..."

Aisam was about to leave, having turned his back, when he heard the boy's voice suddenly becoming rougher, the words twisted with a sinister intent.

He quickly turned around to look at the boy.

The boy's head was hung low, only his hair visible, his posture unnatural as if his neck were broken.

His arms dangled limply at his sides as if poisoned and numbed beyond use. He didn't utter another word, only breathing heavily.

Swoosh

The boy abruptly dashed at Aisam with blinding speed. Aisam could barely track his movement, only noticing when the boy's right hand was mere centimeters from his face.

Swish

"ARGH!" Aisam managed to dodge at the last second, avoiding a fatal blow to his head, but his right arm was not so lucky. It was torn apart, blood gushing profusely.

Snap