“Hey kid, sorry about leaving you like a jerk earlier.” Enjin…didn’t actually sound all that sorry but what could be done. He had his hand on the kid’s, Rudo’s, shoulder as he pulled him back from traffickers that had tried to take him off, the leader was lying on the ground and Rudo had just been about to smash his face in with a tire that had been modified by Rudo’s new found abilities.

“Oh…Enjin, right?” The kid turned to look at Enjin, not even looking upset or angry anymore, just a bit surprised.

“Yep, you bothered to remember. Again, sorry for the whole leaving you thing, but I had to be sure of something.”

Rudo looked around, the group he’d beat up either groaning or unconscious on the ground as the tire he was holding crumbled away to dust. “Did…did I do that?”

“Hah, sure did! Oh, uh, yeah looks like the effects are already starting to come.” Wincing slightly, Enjin gestured to the fact Rudo’s nose was beginning to bleed profusely.

“Ah, damn.” Rudo mumbled.