POWER: A Tale of Greatness

Chapter 28: They Have Their Own Free Will!

"You... Shut up!" Archie swings his elbows left and right, hitting Thor in the face, only to hurt himself. He holds his left elbow and hops back. Contrary to his belief, Archie thought he could overpower anyone. His thirst for blood has never been outmatched. His purple-colored elbows roar in pain, and his trembling needs yield to surrender. But his mind is yet to decide whether he fights or escapes. "Escape was never on my mind, but my heart thumps so loudly. It numbs my muscles... I can't run. It feels like the weight of his whole hotel rests above my shoulders!"

Thor lifted his foot.

Light as a feather, his tight, black, and long-sleeved top wraps tightly around his muscles. The tear on it was made during his earlier fight with Bulls exposing his dry wounds. The armor he wore earlier was left behind on his way. He loves them, but the call of his Godly duty shouts louder in his heart—to protect.

Archie flinches, almost tripping over his own feet after hearing the noise made by the inevitable contact between the floor and Thor's boots.

"I hate your scent, human. Pungent, ungentlemanly. It mirrors your misbehavior, little boy." Thor pressed his bloody boots on the floor, and Archie felt an instant zap on his foot. He felt his opponent move but his muscles won't allow him to move back.

Thor towers over Archie, even if he leans his torso forward, pulling his fist back.

"W - What? You wanted... a... kiss?" Archie forced a smile over his frightened face.

With a single word, Thor swung his fist, hitting Archie's core. With the same hand, he grabbed his leg and smashed him on the same floor Archie was standing on.

He felt his whole body vibrate, and his blood flowed chaotically all over his system. Archie opens his eyes, seeing the beast that stands in front of him. His silhouette covers the light from above, making his arrogance vanish, and at the same moment, he knew to himself, he was in trouble.

"Stand." The beastly, deep voice of the man in front of him shouts authority. Weak, but he can hear it. A ringing sound echoes within his ear.

Archie slowly moves his arms, lifting his own body from the hole his body carves from the marbled floor.

"Throw a punch." Another command sounded from his opponent's growling lips. His eyes met the beasts' glaring sight. It made him feel weak.

However, his body seemed to understand its orders, and his arm swung subconsciously.

"Stronger." Thor brings pressure with every syllable. "Stronger!"

"If I'm gonna fall again... I'm going to fall trying!" Archie pulls his elbows inward-down, swinging his body vertically before landing his elbows on Thor's chest. "Again! Again... Again!"

He yells as his energy begins to force its way out of his body.

"Renegade Elbow Fangs!" Archie exclaimed as he repeated his previous attack but with more spinning power and repetitions.

Thor openly took the attack, allowing  Archie to strike, but something was wrong. Archie hopped away and stared at his opponent with disbelief. His eyes twitch as he starts to feel weak on his knees, and he feels his towering confidence start to collapse.

"My special attack can't even scratch him?!" The only words that managed to form on his trembling lips.

"You can't... do anything... to a God." Bulls laughed with all his remaining energy. His voice remained weak, and he still felt the numbness of his limbs.