Chapter 7: A Crack in the seal
Drake and the terrorist leader had been at it for a few minutes already. After getting smacked and thrown around he was already exhausted. In fact all this time he had been moving on only will power and perseverance.
Right now the adrenalin rush was already wearing off and the pain and fatigue was setting in, however he couldn't stop just yet.
The war frame was now in a completely sorry shape. It had no arms or legs all that was left was the limbless torso sitting in front of him. Once Drake was done with his song he stepped up closer to the chest plate and knocked on it.
Dang! dang! dang!
"Knock, knock... "
"Fuck you!"
"Wrong you're supposed to respond with 'Who's there!' you dummy."
The chest suddenly opened and the terrorist leader came out swinging, "I'll kill you."
Bang! Bang!
"Sit down, you on punishment,"
Aaargh!