Chapter 210 Seven Shots!

• He had no idea how much longer he could hold out. He could fight, sure, but he was still flesh and blood. Strength and stamina run out. The only reason he’d lasted this long was sheer grit.
• He raised his hand and slashed again. A big bruiser behind him brought his blade down. Aaron Louis tried to dodge, but he was a beat too slow. The knife raked across his back. Blood mixed with sweat as it ran. He whipped his blade backward, striking out, but felt no pain at all.
• Time crawled. At his feet, blood pooled into a small puddle. He stepped in it. Red splashed up.