Oliver didn't know what pissed off the metalic kid, but he certainly was attacking him.
As he ran, the concrete under his foot cracked. Although they were only a few meters apart, he was quickly building up momentum.
The boy called Victor laughed menacingly as he noticed Oliver standing still. He thought he was frozen in fear.
"Arin, let's see if your brother can bleed." He said.
His intent was clear.
He wanted to subdue and injure Oliver to punish Arin.
Arin was slow to react. Before he had a chance, Victor closed in on Oliver.
"No." He spoke.
But it was too late.
Victor had already reached within arms length of his brother.
He was about to thrust his knife-like hardened hand into the abdomen.
Arin felt his heart tighten.
His brother came looking for him. Although they didn't exactly have a good relationship before, they were still brothers.
It was all about to end.
Fear and panic drowned him as he felt powerless to prevent the tragedy.
