Andrew looked at him like he was already a dead man and scoffed.

"That enhanced adrenaline shot might boost a Special Ops agent's power by over 80% in a crisis. But the side effects? Extreme fatigue and a blinding headache.

"Even if I gave you a head start, after that injection, you'd still end up crawling back to me on your knees."

Hank shrieked, voice rasping with rage, "Andrew, don't get cocky, you son of a bitch! You'd better pray I don't survive this. I swear, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the injection hit, Hank's energy surged, his aura climbing back to peak-level combat strength. His face twisted with fury as he kicked off the ground, launching himself like a missile.

Andrew's eyes narrowed. With one swift motion, he whipped out his right arm like a steel cable. It was like a semi truck going full speed had slammed into a brick wall and stopped instantly.

Yes, it all happened in a split second.

Chantelle, Theo, and the others went blank, their eyes wide with shock.