"I don't believe this," Kris muttered to himself. He was in awe of everything as reality began to dawn on him.
"These level of battles, just like that of James. Is this what I'll be going through frequently?" He thought to himself and clenched his fists. A sense of inferiority filled his mind as the gap between the level he was at and the level he needed to be at became evident.
"That bastard Oumar. He is having too much fun. Most of Dahab has been destroyed and all this extra trouble will be on me" Asim faced palmed. This words of Asim brought Kris out of his thoughts and made him focus more on the battle in front of him.
The dust screen began to clear. Oumar could be seen holding his right hand. The armor covering had been blown away and he had some scorch marks on it. He squeezed i
