All this while, he had thought that Nathan was an exceptional fighter but had risen through the ranks only because of Hansel.
He had even thought that, in terms of skills, he was not inferior to Nathan.
At that moment, he realized that he had made a mistake, and an outrageous one at that.
Boom!
Nathan casually tossed the thick concrete beam aside, where it crashed to the ground loudly.
He dusted his sleeves and looked at Will, calmly telling the latter, “You lost.”
Will smiled miserably. “Yes, I have lost. I'm no match for you. How ridiculous of me to have thought about replacing you as Chief Military Governor. Apparently, I think too highly of myself.”
As he spoke, mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
Nathan looked at Will with a hint of guilt in his gaze.
He had shattered all Will's internal organs, and not even the best doctors could save his life.
Will faced certain death!
However, as he looked at Will, he recalled how close they had been once upon a time. They were more than just friends, comparable to siblings.
Never had he dreamed that things would turn out this way, and he felt terrible.
Will was now coughing out blood in big mouthfuls as he was on the brink of death.
He raised his head slowly, looked at
Nathan, and asked with difficulty, “Nathan, before I die, I want to figure out one thing. Till now, you still seem totally at ease. How much of your power did you use when battling me just now?”
Debris and dust from the ceiling were raining down, and not far away, large chunks of concrete kept falling and slamming on the ground.
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