Chapter 61: The Jasper Attack 3
Raiden and old man Jasper had the field to themselves now, with Levi and Soul dealing with the others back in the house.
For Raiden, this was nothing but a thrilling rush. He approached Jasper, who simply stood there, calm, hands folded gently behind him. Raiden channeled all his strength into his hand—time to collect his reward.
The excitement didn’t allow Raiden to stay still. He hopped from one foot to the other on his tiptoes, his whole body tingling as his fingers twitched with euphoria.
The old man remained unbothered, his dark eyes calmly tracking Raiden’s movements, but Raiden was beyond caring. Without a second thought, he struck with precision—a devastating blow to the solar plexus. The crack echoed sharply across the field, followed by a rush of wind that swept over them both.
Old man Jasper fought against the impact, but the force sent him sliding backward across the ground. Blood streamed from his nose and mouth as he collapsed to one knee, reaching up to wipe his face.
His torture meant nothing to Raiden. All he wanted was to deliver his final strike of the wager and hopefully end Jasper with it. As the old man struggled to rise, trembling, his hands slipping from his knees as he collapsed again, Raiden simply laughed and kept jogging on his toes, waiting.
The moment Jasper managed to stand upright, Raiden had already leaped in front of him. Their eyes locked as Raiden’s devilish grin betrayed his excitement. Before the old man could prepare himself, the strike landed in the same place as the previous blow.
The sharp sound rang louder than before, tearing an agonizing scream from Jasper’s throat. He crashed into the ground hard. All Raiden felt was his body shaking with euphoria as he examined his fist. Jasper’s blood dripped from his knuckles, and he knew instantly the devastation his final strike had delivered.
He moved closer to Jasper, needing to confirm he’d finished him off entirely and earned his reward of euphoria, that addictive warmth.
However, before he could get any closer, something coiled around his ankles and wrists.
"What’s going on?" he muttered.