The boy mumbled and his voice had a serious amplitude to it.  His phrases oscillated their way through the thick and dense dust plus smoke combo that had filled the floor they were in because of the destruction the omega had caused, as they pierced through their ear drums into their heads.

The whole team looked at the boy's face and the crazy vibed expression that was wandering around across the edges of his mouth sent terrific cold chills down their backs. And the four sets of legs and feet began to step back with their masters not even realizing that their bodies were moving without their control much less with any of their consent. 

"That's it! I'm done!" the boy said as he walked towards his wives. "You males can go to the abyss for all I care!"

"Wait --wait! Sir!" Zoe tried to talk to him. 

"What?!" The boy had a face that was clearly referring to the word annoyed in the Oxford dictionary. 

"You opened your eyes way too fast for us to get back behind, wimp!" Ryan said, his voice went from bare minimum to zero when he finished the sentence such that the boy didn't hear he had called him a wimp. 

"Yes! See now we are behind you, Nobody! Please don't get angry at us for such a silly reason!" Zoe sweet talked to the boy soon as the four were behind him which made him very much more hungrier for her. The omega was still staring at the lot but wasn't moving an inch from its place. 

60 seconds later… 

The boy was waiting for the omega to make the first move but the wait was getting way out of his hands as he couldn't stay idle watching the omega heal to its full strength. But he wanted to play with that powerful beast more than anything so he didn't give in to his anger and stayed calm.

120 seconds later… 

The team could hear the boy's loud and deep inhaling and exhaling sounds from their far distance. He was giving his everything into just calming his nerves before they would burst out of his fragile looking body. But they weren't sure how much longer he could continue that meditation of his in that blazing situation. 

"Guys, wake me up when it's done dealing with its whatever-its-dealing sh*t!" The boy was about to fall back onto the ground to stretch his limbs and lay relaxed till the fight started, when the omega roared with its full throat capacity, signalling that it had completed its recovery to its opponent.

"Now I know what 'all the time in the world' phrase means and this is all thanks to you, d*ckhead! Let me shower my extravagant gratitude on to you!" The boy kicked his foot off the ground as he sprinted towards the beast that was darting from the opposite in his direction at the same speed. 

But each of its steps was leaving a beast footprint behind on the ground as it ran while the boy's steps on the other hand not so much, not even a little. The whole ground shake was solely contributed by the omega and everyone watching the scene had a clearly vague idea about that fact. 

That moment where the boy and the omega clashed their weapons against each other looked marvelous and the entire atmosphere was filled with adrenaline and sweat odors which soon got diluted in the thick pungent smell of the blood spilled on the fighting stage. 

When he was in a close proximity to the omega, the boy grabbed one of its arms, jumped and connected both his knees against its stretched arm. As he fell onto his back he forced the omega's arm down into both knees, thus damaging it. 

But it seemed to have made no effect on its body and inflicted no pain to the monster seeing it didn't even let out a small cry as it grabbed the boy's leg with one of its other arms, and slammed his body against the floor again and again like an Indian housewife washing the clothes against a rock in the river, before it hurled him into the air above it. 

Hooking his scythe into the roof, he hanged his body down from there as he held onto it to think about what was happening. He was attacked for the first time in a very long time. It was a bit of a surprise for him to get beaten much less getting slammed like Loki did in the hands of the incredible hulk. 

If it were any other person in his place, every single pint of blood would have been spilled and rinsed off from his body. Lucky him, he had no such thing as blood in his body to begin with in the first place. 

Sir Nick and the rest were more surprised than the boy himself seeing that unbelievable stunt. Their faces were puzzled with a question mark dangling across each one of them. But Riley figured it out and shouted her concern for the boy to hear. She's the least person that everyone had expected to help the boy in that situation. 

"It was growing more and more unstable! That's the only explanation for the sudden rise in its strength from immense to directly ultrasonic! At this rate it can go off any minute now and wipe out every single one of us along with everyone and everything in a lot of square miles around it!" 

The grip of the scythe loosened and made the boy slip from its slender body and he landed right on its face. He stomped its face straight down into the ground beneath it with such huge force that the impact sent shivers through the floor all the way up into the spectators' spinal cords. 

... to be continued.