Sabotage?

Yeah, it was Mike, the same Mike that lay motionless on the ground, the same Mike that Arine thought had died.

The only one person he looked at like a friend, that he cared about, was fucking alive, while he wanted to avenge him.

"...Fu...ck." Arine gasped for air as the pain suddenly shot through his body. He felt every bit of pain, but his ribs were the most fucked up, it was a feeling he couldn't describe, it was so painful.

"Don't move, Arine!" Mike shouted at him, while around him the guards were now in a shootout with the officers that came with two cars.

"Y...you al-alive...?" Arine asked as finally his vision came back and could clearly see his face, that fucking stupid face of his.