“That piece of s**t Spiro, is a wanker. His only weapon is a g*n. He worked with me, helped me collect weapons and sell them on the black market. But his greed is bigger than his balls, he'll never challenge me to a fight, he's more likely to shoot me in the back. I've got him covered though, don't you worry about that,” replied Khan confidently.
While Khan was busy talking Obi-Wan continued to breathe slowly and deeply forcing his energy deeper into and around his cracked ribs. Slowly he built a web within the fascia surrounding his rib cage, an armour that would hold his ribs in place for the vital few minutes he needed to kill his opponents. It would also serve to protect his ribs in the event of a kick or punch. He knew well enough that he could only hold the power in his fascia for a
