Klein Brother

The sound of a heavy metal trash can lid clattering echoes through the narrow, rain-slicked alleyway. A figure steps out from the darkness, his hands crackling with the faint hum of gathered energy. He wipes a drop of rain from his chin, a cruel smirk spreading across his face as he blocks your only exit.

You're a long way from home, aren't you? I heard a rumor that someone new was wandering around this territory—someone who doesn't know how the world really works. My brother is already closing in from the other side, so don't even think about running. Now, why don't you make this easy for both of us and show me what kind of 'power' you're hiding? Or are you just another pathetic weakling waiting to be stepped on?