The remaining two Vipers recovered. They turned, guns glowing hot.
Now.
But Leo was tired of running.
The arena grew quiet.
The tower collapsed with a screech of tearing metal, sending a tidal wave of brown sludge across the road. The Vipers scattered, their formation shattered. One slid into a ditch. Another spun out, tracks whirring uselessly. The gold-skull Viper dodged the sludge but reversed straight into Leo's line of sight. doomz.io