The man had actually tried to run? Perhaps he wasn’t as dull as he thought this would be. Who would have known the big bag Wild Tiger was no better than a scared house cat.
A hand rested on Ebi’s hip a moment as the timer in his mind ran down. Eh, why not? He even gave the stuttering man a few extra seconds. After all, Ebi wanted to prolong the fun as long as possible. “Run, pussy cat,” he called out. “How does it feel to be the mouse?”
Kotetsu tried to ignore the droid and ran as fast as he could, though he couldn’t possibly win against the android alone like this. Think, think fast, he should do something before the android came and tried to kill him. Fighting with his NEXT ability should do, but only for a brief moment. After his power faded out, there’s no way he could win again.
He knew his limit already. But he still didn’t want to call any Heroes for any help. He was just that kind of person, wasn’t he?
“—ugh,” he didn’t remember how far he ran from the start point, but he could feel that he wasted too many energy. Just a matter of time that he will be exhausted later.