Cleaning Up - Part 12

"Chaos – there's too much chaos on this battlefield," Earl Maddon hissed. It had gone from clean to extraordinarily messy in the span of a few moments. He'd sought to trap Vol, and he'd sought to overrun the centre all in one clean move. Now they were trapped in a free-for-all all. Even as he followed with his stronger men after Vol, the sheer crowd of bodies kept him out of reach.

It wasn't possible to acknowledge Earl Maddon as anything but strong. Vol's every instinct told him that. And for a strong man, it wasn't strength that could defeat him, but a combination of many different parts. Vol knew head-on, he'd never stand a chance against Maddon. Even if he'd found a way to increase his stats, there were limits to what could be done in such a short amount of time.

The only way, once more, was forward, just as it had been before.