WEAK
A good man, they say, knows how to hold back…self-control is a power that only a few understands. With great power comes great responsibility, right? But why do humans make it so hard? They create rules that they themselves break and call you a monster for doing the same. I once considered myself a good man, or at least I tried to be. But not anymore.
Boom!
Laos shot his arm cannon blaster at me, sending an energy bullet towards me at point blank, but at the same time, my subconscious had shot the same energy bullet out of my finger gun. The collision created a blast that sent both of us flying far away to the other direction.