With the added pressure, he found it difficult to dodge their punches and kicks. Occasionally, their arms grazed his body, ripping his clothes and gouging his flesh.
Still, he survived, albeit only being a B-ranker against two A-rankers. It was an outstanding achievement.
As he dodged, he began to speak in a muffled voice.
"The two kids…who…left..early saw you… Don't think…you can hide…it."
His voice broke off abruptly as a fist grazed his chest, causing him to wheeze in pain.
Close combat was really not his speciality. He could barely dodge them.
"They must have…already called…in the…police." He added with a sly smirk.
"Thunder…Gramps and…the police."
"You…Are…Fucked…no matter…your rank."
He taunted.
Suddenly, one of them stopped.
It was the shadow user.
"There will not be any evidence." He said bleakly.
The agility type continued to attack Oliver as they spoke.
"WHY?" Oliver asked, his gaze sharpened.
"Because I am going to capture them, now."
