He slipped through the blade blockade and closed in.
Igdrasir's fist slammed into the opponent's face, pounding flesh repeatedly, then twisted the arm to wrench the Single-Molecule Blade behind his back.
John felt like he was subduing a pickup truck.
He was forcibly pushed into the bathroom, barely maintaining his balance against the wall, suddenly exerted force, and smashed the man in sunglasses' head against the sink.
A bit effective, let's do it two more times.
Bam, bam bam!
The metal sink bore a bloody dent.
An electronic mirror flickered and then issued a warning message.
Crash!
The knob was also smashed to pieces.
A torrent of water shot from the crack, spraying directly onto the ceiling, and then rebounded from all sides.
A mixture of blood plasma and coolant spread out.
The man in sunglasses twitched for a moment, then died completely.
"Huff~ F*ck!"
John gasped for breath... shook his arm, using the larger flow of water to clean his hands.
