TEMPEST AWAKENING
Can you stop the Tempest? I guess not.
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Hundreds of them attacked me from different angles. I had no choice than to fight my way through the city of this powered lunatics. I wasn't sure if i could make it. They came in huge numbers. My shields up , my gauntlet craving for defense.
Most of ’em weren't even what I had expected. They weren't the ones I thought I would have thought otherwise. They were just like me, a wide array of an empowered army.
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He smacked his shield against one of the soldiers with brute force. Turned and fisted one away. The field was incredibly Getting intense time after time. Jeremiah resisted to use the full force of his gauntlet on them. He knew the outcome, killing them won't be an option in other to survive. And he resisted and kept fighting more and more of them.
His stamina didn't break,
His durability didn't fail him,
His strength didn't weaken,
His speed didn't reduce,
His fighting skills kept advancing, even becoming more deadly and indeterminate as he went on,
His instincts kept it drive,
His knowledge surpassed ’em,
He had placed his shied behind him in the midst of a fight, spinning in the air while doing it. Immediately spreading his leg part and locking it on one of the soldiers neck and aggressively twist his body, breaking the soldier's neck. He landed on his knee and looked up to some of them that were hanging on the buildings with machine guns.
Offloading bullets at him rapidly. He brought his shield forward and crouched , shielding himself as the bullets punched his shield , less did no prominent damages.
He moved with caution to a decapitated truck. He unshielded himself and allowed the truck to do the rest. Some soldiers came running towards him to from the sides. His morphed his gauntlet palm into a fist and began punching them, knocking them unconscious. He did relent, he didn't let them touch him , instead he kept hitting them with no remorse knocking them out.
He took his shield and sent it flying at the shooters. Hitting them respectively in their forehead, returning to his grasp. They dropped dead with the deep cut left in their skulls induced with red substance. He walked out of his hiding spot.
His eyes discerning on hundreds of soldiers dropped either dead or unconscious. He observes for more , scans the island. Throughout the island was turned into nothing but a battle field; a cemetery for the dead.
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