The bus, on the other hand, was sent flying due to the impact. It rolled several times obliterating everything on its path whether it was other smaller vehicles or people. Its onslaught only stopped after crashing into another large bus.
Mark sighed as he climbed up the stairs of the overpass. His sigh did not contain any feelings of disappointment or gloominess but was filled with annoyance. He was too annoyed that he could just punch the person walking in front of him, and his annoyance would still not dissipate.