CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Another beep went off.
‘5 seconds left.’
Damon stopped fighting.
“Okay, I will go to the Devil’s Eye Island!” He shouted. Bogdan looked at David and slowly he touched his chest and looked at the Holy-Ghost-Drones. So fast changing positions as if mapping the path and instantly the bullet counter on the screen came up but still blank. The people there and at home screamed in disbelief.
“Triga what are you doing? I thought you will let only one drone to take him out?” David whispered into the microphone.
“Showtime babe! A shock and traumatize tactic first then we slow it down!” Shouted Triga.
“What? I did not agree with that,” said David.
“He nearly killed you!”
Instantly the drones started shooting all circling Damon. As one fires. It flips one hundred and eigh
