[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=CFC500]⚡John Watts⚡[/color] and [color=107532]🏹 Arthur Twist 🏹[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9XKvCRZF/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Mojoworld - Hallway [b]Skills:[/b] [color=CFC500]Superspeed, Hand to Hand Combat[/color], [color=107532]Archery[/color] [hr][/center] [color=CFC500]"You have a medical degree, Sapphire, as you're so fucking fond of reminding people,"[/color] Watts snapped at her. He was on edge. His normal frustration with everyone around him on a one to ten scale was usually described as a seven. He was right now at twenty two. Andrew was his responsibility and he was babbling nonsense, sounding like a concussed toddler trying to repeat whatever Dora the Explorer had just said on the TV. [color=CFC500]"But if you can't handle looking after Andrew, then FINE, I'LL DO IT MYSELF!"[/color] Watts screamed. His left eye kept on twitching as he slammed down on the watch on his wrist, injecting his body with more of the speed serum. His veins felt like fire. Arthur let out a muffled half scream, half grunt as he took a round to the stomach. The world seemed to slow down as a bullet was heading right for his face. His only regret was that he hadn't had the chance to avenge his father. And then, suddenly, a wall of ice formed in front of him, saving his life. [color=107532]"...Thank you... I owe you a life debt,"[/color] he told Sapphire, shocked and stunned. She didn't know him. They had really just met in the grand scheme of things and she had saved his life. It had been ages since someone showed him any kindness. His heart quickened slightly although he didn't know why as he stared, shocked, at the ice goddess. There were still more stormtroopers in the hallway - discussions of keeping on moving were a bit premature. Seven were left alive. That was a mistake. His eyes glowing a menacing red, Watts rushed forward faster than the eye could see. His hands vibrated and oscillated as he reached into the chest of one of the guards and yanked out his heart, crushing it and then dropping the bloody mess onto the ground. He repeated this five more times, eliminating all but one of the guards that remained. The bloodlust in his eyes was palpable. Watts was exacting revenge on behalf of everyone he cared about who had been hurt by Mojo. Arthur blinked and six of the guards were dead on the ground. He had his bow at the ready so it didn't take him too long to notch an arrow and let it fly, piercing the heart of the last guard and killing them instantly. None of the stormtroopers remained - just a bloodied field of corpses in the hallway. He notched three more arrows, prepared for the next wave of attackers. His eyes flickered over to Sapphire for a moment, before Arthur chastised himself and moved onwards, hoping that around the bend would either be the exit - or the Sisterhood, so he could finally slay them and put his father's ghost to rest.