The scene before them was horrifying—too gruesome to process. An A-rank powerhouse had just died, just like that, without any warning.
The members of the Black Hand Legion were shaken to their core. That young man… he might actually be even more terrifying than the woman standing in front of them.
Chris and the others muttered among themselves.
"Of all the people to mess with… why him?"
"Was he in a hurry to die or something?"
"..."
With their leader dead, the remaining Black Hand Legion members were paralyzed with fear. Only now did they realize just how outmatched they were.
"Run! Get the hell out of here!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly screamed.
Their already crumbling morale shattered completely. Any will to fight evaporated as they turned and bolted in a blind panic.
Of course—
Mia had no intention of letting them go.
Turning your back on the enemy? That only led to one outcome—death.
