The Second Strongest ?

Kyle leaped through the air, his body tense and coiled like a spring. He used every ounce of his strength to propel himself upwards, towards the ceiling. The sound of his paws scratching against the tiles filled the air as he used the ceiling as a spring board.

But Roman watched him with a bored expression, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Swoooosh

As Kyle descended towards him, Roman twisted his wrist and sidestepped with lightning-fast reflexes. He caught Kyle's neck in his massive hand, squeezing slowly and exerting immense pressure.

"Argghhhhhh" Kyle growled in defiance as he he struggled to break free, his claws scratching uselessly against Roman's arm. But the notorious criminal didn't even flinch. He lifted Kyle up effortlessly, holding him aloft like a mere toy.

"You're dead," Roman sneered, his lips curling in a cruel smile.

But before he could kill Kyle.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"