章節 65: Gorgon 8

The battlefield was a chaotic display of clashing steel and desperate screams. Kael, a whirlwind of deadly precision, weaved through the Gorgon foot soldiers, his movements a blur as he parried clumsy strikes and delivered precise counterattacks. Across from him, tattooed with the number 006, a wiry man fought with a manic ferocity.

006, frustrated by Kael's effortless defense, took a deep breath, his chest and cheeks inflating. With a violent exhale, a cloud of thick, acrid smoke erupted from his lungs, engulfing the immediate area.

From within the haze, 006's voice echoed, distorted and menacing and mocking Kael.

"Kekeke! How's that for arrogance?" His voice, warped by the smoke, seemed to come from everywhere at once.