Ross couldn't remember the last time he received that much damage from a simple blow. And as if that was not enough, the asteroids he crashed into did a number on his body; much more than he anticipated.
'Fucking hell…' Ross inwardly cursed as he finally managed to dispel the force and came to a stop on an asteroid. 'He wasn't joking about holding back!'
His arms stung from the pain of having his bones broken, and blood leaked from his torn flesh. It was a gruesome injury, but one that he would walk away from in no time.
While his healing kicked in to repair the damage, the one-horned redhead raised his head to look at Alex floating in the distance, calmly observing him. The burnt marks on his body suggested his explosion did a number on him as well.
The wounds were mostly superficial and already healing, but they were still proof of Alex holding his end of the deal. He also didn't miss the smirk that tugged at the corner of Alex's lips.
