60 Just What is Going on here? (1/2)

”Kill me!”

The woman shouted in remorse and pain. It was accompanied by a huge outburst of emotions containing regret, guilt, anger and sorrow. Mark felt that his head was being smashed with a hammer.

After hearing the woman shout once more, Mark endured the head-splitting pain he felt and jumped for the kill.

BAM!

Unfortunately, the growth of the bones suddenly stopped and the woman eyes grew dim with it. As Mark aimed his shotgun at the woman's head a sudden force hit the gun sideward breaking the shotgun into pieces.

The parts of the shotgun were blown away and the bent barrel of the gun was embedded unto the wall far away due to the force of the attack. He could feel the muscles of his hands and fingers being torn up due to the gun forcefully thrown away from his hand.

Mark's eyes grew wide at the unexpected attack.

The attack was not a slash from the mutant woman's claws but a side way kick that she never did even once since he started fighting the mutant. He then noticed that both the woman's lower limbs were now covered with that grey colored bone armor. The only remaining part that was not covered by the armor was a quarter of her face, her left shoulder and her left arm.

Shocked by the sudden unexpected attack and the sudden breakage of his shotgun, he was not able to see the next incoming attack from the woman at the start. It was a front kick using her other foot. It was not that Mark was too shocked to see it but the kick came fast, even faster than the swipe of her claws!

When he saw the front kick approaching, the foot was just several inches away from his chest. As his arms were thrown away sideways by the kick that broke his gun, he could only block the kick with his left arm.

Mark could not think any more of what to do. Receiving this attack head on would surely cripple him or worse, could kill him. At the last moment, he jumped back. Mark jumped backwards as strong as he could. If he could not dodge, could at least mitigate a percentage of the impact.

BAM! CRACK!

The kick connected with his left arm breaking the bone on his arm. He was also sure that his ribs were also fractured. The kick threw him about a dozen meters away towards the east wing of the parking area and sent him rolling on the floor. It was fortunate that he jumped back and there was no walls or cars behind him when flew back or his body would had been smashed into meat paste.

Still, it hurt like hell.

His adrenaline could not suppress the pain in his body anymore as he accumulated more and more injuries as he battled against this mutant. His skin was bruised, his head was aching, his left arm was broken and his ribs were fractured. Even the ligaments of his legs and calves were almost torn up due to overexertion.Even if he had all his abilities as an Empath and he was able to control the release of adrenaline in his body, his body was still of an average shut-in. His body was weaker than an average person, he had low stamina and his untrained muscles were mostly fragile.

It was already a miracle that he was able to last this long fighting this mutant woman. It was also a miracle that he was still alive after receiving that kick that could probably topple a car.

Phew!

Mark spit on the floor. What he spit out was not saliva but blood. He could already savor the thick iron like taste from his throat.

His eyes was blurring as he tried to stand up using his last unbroken hand. Shivering in pain and the side effects of adrenaline kicking up, he could only sit on the floor.

”Angeline… Where the hell is that girl… She's really taking her time…”

Cough! Cough!

He coughed out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

Looking up and forward, he could see the woman approaching while leisurely walking. It seemed that whatever the thing that was eating the woman's consciousness had deemed him unable to fight anymore.

Would he resign to this fate? A bad end?

Of course not! He was not afraid of death but he would rather not die in the very first day the apocalypse started!

And he already found people who unconditionally wanted to be with him…

Unfortunately he was already losing his grip and was about to fall unconscious.

While sitting down, Mark looked up. The mutant woman was looking down on him while tilting her head like a child. She then raised her leg and not using her claw. It seemed that she was trying to practice her kicks with Mark's body as the target.

Mark was not able to see the woman anymore as she swung her leg down like a hammer. He finally fell unconscious.

BADUMP! BADUMP!

Loud beating sounds echoed inside his entire body as his heart pumped stronger.

A sudden wave of suppressing mental fluctuations came surging out across the parking area making the mutant woman stop her attack and jump back several meters away. She stood staring warily at Mark.

At the center of the wave, Mark's body sat unmoving. He slowly raised his head looking at the woman. His eyes looked fierce and the pupils of his eyes were glowing red. There was a smirk on his face. It was not a sinister smirk but full of amusement.

Disregarding the mutant warily watching him, 'Mark' stood up stretching his body like he just woke up. He then started speaking.