The Zetta Sonic
Cold White's

If Damon had met Alex a month ago, Alex would have lost. But today, the story is different.

A green glint filled his sight. Alex knows that power is ready for action. When it was Alex's turn to exert force, not only did his hand manage to push Damon's hand, but his finger also managed to create a painful pressure on the opponent's fist.

Damon's eyes were wide. In terms of strength, Alex is better. In this case, it also means that Alex is superior in his use of power. This was only natural since Alex himself had already spent longer time with Dragon Blood. Realizing that he would not win under such conditions, Damon acted immediately. He raised his leg to kick. A wrong choice of movement.

As soon as his legs moved, Alex's push made him lose his balance. Damon fell to the ground. Alex didn't waste the opportunity. He's swinging a fist. However, Damon had already dodged. Alex punches the ground, making a huge crack, accompanied by flying dust.

Damon retreats, staggers. “Lumayan. You're evolving. Good luck.” The compliment came nervously.

“Still thinking you're better than me?” reply Alex. “Come, end quickly!”

Alex lets Dragon Blood rule him. Little by little, he had learned how to control it. His instincts sharpened, as did his hearing and vision. That was pretty fun. Like auto-pilot.

Alex's speed is not comparable to Damon's. Alex is faster. Damon was unsuccessful from the first strike. Alex's fist landed perfectly on his face. He fell to the ground hard. If it wasn't for some other force in him, maybe his jaw could have been broken.

Alex is back. Damon dodged by rolling over. Right after the attack was over, Damon found a long piece of iron near his hand. Now he has a gun.

“Aha!” Damon jumped on both feet. The long iron clasped tightly on both of his hands. He was like a wrestler who was asked to become an impromptu knight. The pose is frail -- if you do not want to use silly terms.

Far behind the scenes, Emil harrumphed amusedly and Tiger was already blown away.

[It's gonna be a fun spectacle. I'll get some popcorn.] Tiger even made it into a joke.

Alex laughed spontaneously. “Come on, you think I'm a dog so you carry a stick like that? You're pathetic!”

At first Damon didn't understand why Alex laughed at him until he saw what the opponent was doing. Alex grabbed some kind of black tube on his belt. A slight shock made him spit out a long green beam. At that moment, he realized. The figure in front of him not only had a high-tech jet black armor, he also had a weapon.

“Attracted?” Alex smiled knot.

Although Damon could not see Alex's expression, he knew Alex was laughing at him. This made him grumpy.

“I don't blame you,” Alex continued, “definitely not much good spectacle in jail.”

Damon once again clucked in annoyance. “Nobody told me about guns, he only said about combat uniforms.”

“You have no chance of winning, Damon. Better to give up. I still have a lot more to do than drag you to jail. Try thinking. Sleeping with fractured bones will not be fun.”

“Are you threatening me?” Damon growling.

“No. I'm talking about what could happen.”

Damon was apparently not afraid of bluffing. Instead of giving up, he stepped forward. Alex ready. ICPA-made weapons will destroy the iron like a twig. And, that's exactly what happened. One swing alone made his iron break in two. Even so, Damon was not surprised. That was already in his calculations.

“Eat it!”

Alex wasn't sure what Damon was calling. When the tube was thrown at him, Alex slashed it in half. A spontaneous act. Reflexes are good but not wise. The tube is clearly not empty. It's now spilling over Alex's body.

What is a gas cylinder? Nope. Maybe it's worse. Liquid nitrogen.

Alex screams in panic. Realized mistake. Actually, vaguely, before slashing the tube, Alex heard Tiger's call and Emil's warning. Now, the sound of the two became a mess not clear. It may not be the signal of the cause, but rather its own ears are buzzing.

There were many warnings appearing on his protective helmet screen. His sight was filled with white fog. The cold temperature felt piercing his body. Although he was pretty sure that his nitrogen wasn't really about his skin, the effect was felt. Among all that, the thing that scared him the most was the temperature and oxygen levels indicators. The warning appeared alternately as if refusing to budge each other.

Not yet able to digest what happened, there was a big warning right in the middle. A warning of an attack. Alex crossed his arms in front of the body, trying to reduce any attacks that came. He saw a fist coming followed by a kick. Alex survives until he sees another warning accompanied by a deafening sound. Shortly after, Alex saw a large crack right in the middle.

This forced him to retreat.

The gunshot was heard from the other side. Alex recognized this condition. The reinforcements have come. Just like before, Tiger had already jumped straight into the field. He's raining fire on Damon. Alex didn't see it straight away, only helped by the system in his increasingly degenerate uniform.

Slowly, the wind helps to blow away the liquid nitrogen that has turned into a gas. Alex gave a glance.

Tiger walked towards him. He was wearing a black uniform, complete with a thick bulletproof vest, as well as a masked helmet. His hand was still carrying a long-barreled rifle, preparing to welcome any surprise.

[He's gone.] Emil's voice rang out in Alex's ears.

Tiger dropped his rifle and swore. Then, he laughed again when he saw the figure of Zetta Sonic in front of him. “You look like a zebra snowman! Hahaha.”.

Alex frowning.

Before Alex could speak, Tiger hurriedly controlled himself. Starting with a cough, he said, “Eh, I mean... Damnit damnit! Damon got away. We need to get back and get you out before it's permanently locked in that uniform.”

“What can it really happen?” Alex glanced at the oxygen levels. The numbers inside the protective uniform kept dropping. If until the uniform is actually frozen and locks itself inside, it will definitely not be good.

“Actually..” Tiger undoes his intention to speak.

Something's starting to happen to Zetta Sonic. The frozen parts began to search. Every side that had been covered by the white layer began to disappear. The ice blaze melted quickly as if Alex turned on the warmers inside the uniform. In theory, the uniform does have a temperature regulation system. There is a system to prevent the wearer from getting cold or overheated. But that's not what Alex is doing.

Alex pressed the side of the neck of the uniform and took off his helmet. He had already learned that the helmet could be removed separately after being activated. Even so, there is a section of the hook that is stuck. Alex believes he's ruined it now.

Tiger trying to guess, “What you just used-”

“Yes. I'm getting better, right?”

“No. That's frightening. Dragon Blood is very creepy.”