CHAPTER 144
"And I will make sure you pay," Grey said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous octave.
He braced his feet against the canvas, his eyes narrowing into predatory slits as the lightning coiling around his frame became more volatile and intense.
He crouched low, his palms pressing against the floor in the tense starting position of a sprinter ready to explode off the blocks.
"I'll make you pay for what you did to my friend!" he roared, and then he detonated forward.
The sheer force of his displacement created a resounding Bang—! that echoed through every corner of the arena.
In a blinding flash of static, he launched himself upward toward Dave, who was still hovering mid-air.
Before the second-year could even register the movement, Grey slammed a lightning-charged gauntlet into his face.
The impact sent Dave careening back toward the ground with such velocity that the canvas buckled and groaned.
