"And that's it!" Reynold shouted with laughter when he saw Nick punching the last piece of debris into a house wall.
Since Nick hadn't managed to make the majority stick to the walls, he just punched and kicked the debris into the walls from melee range.
As soon as Nick was done, he fell onto his back.
He didn't lose consciousness, but he still felt like he couldn't stay on his feet.
His entire body was burning and aching, and the heavy weapons Reynold had given him felt like they had fused to Nick's body.
For over three minutes, Nick couldn't even be bothered to think about anything.
He was just too busy trying to survive and breathe.
When Reynold saw that Nick's eyes regained focus, he walked over and squatted down beside Nick, smirking at him.
"Tough, isn't it?" Reynold asked.
Nick was so busy breathing heavily that he only nodded several seconds later.