It would've been a scene that D-29 could immortalize.
Who would've thought that its research could finally be spot on?!
But alas, it was not meant to be, for behind closed doors, one adjutant was trying his best to stay alive.
Not because he was receiving the brunt of the non-existent hits, but because Ollie might kill him from asphyxiation.
"Hey, you're going to have to face them properly. So I'm going to have to set you down." He whispered low enough for the mop to hear. Not like that would make a difference given their enhanced senses, but still.
"No, no!" He shook his head, eyes wide in terror.
"You've been wanting to show off your manliness, right? So this is your chance." Kyle, still supporting Ollie's weight, whispers, "If I set you down, you will face them like the man that you are, right?"
But instead of pounding on his chest like he usually did, the mop hissed back, "If you let go, I'll die like a fool."
