Hector nodded and gave a bitter smile. "You're right. I can't fight back. More exactly, my strikes aren't strong enough to hurt you."
They were sharp enough to realize the problem.
Aileen still burned with anger in his mind. Either way, the truth was he couldn't beat Hector.
"It's bitter, but I've changed my mind. You'll stay here until my friend takes down your third guy," he said. Then added, "Wanna fight more? Though honestly, I think it's pointless."
Hector shook his head.
" I think you're have the answer for yourself"
Aileen laughed and lunged at Hector, swinging his battle axe again. But this time it was softer, more controlled, almost like training. As if Hector was the one helping him grow stronger.
Meanwhile, at some point, Jeff's right arm began to move again like before. That was a huge relief for him.
His claws stretched out and sharpened even more. He glared at Tyrone and let out a growl.
"I guess the balance just changed!"
