In one deft
movement, Courtland
dropped low and assumed his old Crushball lineman stance. The giant bristled with
inhuman power as the vehicle collided with him. From atop the train, Kane watched
in amazement. There was no doubt that the opponents of Courtland “The Sledge” Thompson
had faced a similarly unstoppable force in the famed Crushball arenas of the previous
century. The bandit occupants of the vehicle might as well have hit a bridge support
at eighty miles per hour, their broken bodies melding with the twisting metal of
the truck, their screams cut short.
Published on August 16, 2015 12:02