CHAPTER THIRTY
He turned quickly to look behind him but there was no one. A gustily fast wind blowing ahead of him made him look up touching his already injured shoulder. Instantly a drop of blood dropped on his forehead. He touched his forehead and checked.
“Damn it. Stabbing drones.”
He instantly ducked down.
Marson laughed.
“Don’t beg. Fight like a man. You better fight to the death. I am going to kill you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Get up and fight.”
David got up and looked up in the skies. A gusty wind blowing in front of him saw him jump backward away from Marson before kneeling again.
“Don’t beg fight!” roared Marson.
You are being lived streamed.
David stood his ground and advanced to attack instantly he felt a sharp pain in his knee. He fell on his knee to the gro
