Doom (1)

"Hey, shouldn't we go to the Chief, the chief might still be alive?" Rya badgered.

It's been like that for a while now and it was vexing, her voice had been hovering about and over.

Was that he too not want to go back and get Whitman? Of course not! This was the person that took him in when no one would, Alec Whitman saw great potential in him, even when no one would, but there was something far more important than going back.

- You have a foe, a foe that is so strong but before you, he is powerless, with a touch from you, he is bound to die.

Every day, Whitman had steeled him up for this moment. There was no way he would fail.

"Hey! You!! Are you deaf?!"

"You are bothering me..." His shoulder heaved. He was containing himself so he wouldn't snap at her.

"Huh? I'm bothering you? Shouldn't we be saving the chief? All our teammates are gone! We are powerless alone."

Eric turned to her and raised his chin with a disgusted look.