Since their confrontation downstairs that day when the apocalypse broke out, Eric hadn't been this close to John, his mortal enemy from his previous life.
Now, John stood before him, clad in high-tech exoskeleton armor, with an eye patch covering one eye. The addition gave him a more dangerous, roguish air.
Though he no longer had the exaggerated muscles or terrifying strength of his previous life, his current physique still dwarfed Eric's. He was at least half a size larger.
As John continued his approach, a stumbling figure being dragged alongside him gradually came into view under the dim light.
Eric's gaze sharpened. It was Sofia. Her mouth and eyes were taped shut, leaving her unable to see or make a sound. Her clothes were torn, and her exposed skin bore filthy marks, clear evide
