Chapitre 83: Acupuncture

The Lieutenant Commander was horrified at the exhibition of skill Altair wielded. It was nothing she'd ever seen, nothing she wanted to as she watched him take on someone twice his age, as though it were nothing. She had heard tales of monstrous genius doing the same, but seeing it in person sent shivers through her heart. 

"What a monster," One of the lab techs controlling the simulator said. "It was like Altair was toying with John." 

Helplessly watching as Altair approached John, opening his palm, Lieutenant Commander So-Ho whipped through the door as the pull of something ancient plunged her heart into darkness. A thick whisp of black Mana swirled around the Prince's hand. And at that moment, the Fallen Angel of Death, Azazel blade flashed, cutting across her neck. 

'I'm dead?' she thought, reaching for her throat. When she felt blood, she nearly fell to a knee like so many others, only to realize it was perspiration.