Chapitre 82: The Titan of Shadows

"Who?" Cyanide muttered to the best of his abilities, utterly perplexed.

"… My real name is not important," Ragnar said after a while, and slowly raised his greatsword at the group of people. "All you need to know… is that I am someone who has chased after a man named Cyanide for seven long years. And now… he is before my very eyes—my mortal nemesis, and the only person to have ever escaped me."

"Uh…" Luna arched an eyebrow beneath her blindfold. "… Do you have the slightest idea just how little that narrows it down?"

"Psst, hey," Kirika whispered into Cyanide's ear. "Who's this? Seven long years? A jealous lover, perhaps?"

"…" Cyanide remained silent, ignoring her, as he was too tired to even respond.

"Hmph." Ragnar gave a snort, then glared at the young man—Cyanide. "I am the Titan of Shadows, here to slay my enemy."