Despite claiming that he could handle Atlas' intention to crash into them, Avery had broken out into a nervous sweat. One wrong move here could lead to a real disaster.
His mind was racing, taking in the movement pattern of his opponent.
He needed to dodge the charge at the last second, and counterattack at the same time to make sure that Atlas did not pull any other dangerous stunts afterwards.
Since the start of the event, Avery had already been compressing his sense of time, forcing his body and mind to go beyond what was possible for a normal human.
Even with the augmentations he had received, this was not easy to pull off, but he needed to push himself further here.
'Focus. Don't let anything escape your notice.'
Heightening his senses to their limits and beyond, Avery started to notice things that he never had before once Atlas' ship was only a couple hundred meters away.
