Under the cold, silvery moonlight, David stood motionless, his figure like a looming shadow. His eyes were burning with a fury that seemed almost otherworldly.
"You… all deserve to die!"
His voice was low and hoarse, echoing in the narrow alley like the whisper of a demon. A chill ran down the spines of Dissol and his three subordinates. They had faced countless enemies before, but nothing like this.
Dissol's face twisted in anger and disbelief. "You little punk! Do you know who you're messing with?" His words were loud, but his voice shook.
David didn't bother to respond. His deep brown eyes locked onto the one holding Lucy, his gaze cold and unforgiving. "Let. Her. Go."
The gang member laughed, his voice high-pitched and taunting. "What are you gonna do about it, huh? Cry for mommy? This is Night City, boy! No one's coming to save you!"
Without another word, he lifted his arm. The razor-sharp mantis blades glinted under the moonlight, ready to sever Lucy's arm.
David's roar shattered the night. "I told you… let her go!"
The air rippled. An invisible force exploded from David, surging through the alley like a shockwave. The walls trembled. Dust and debris were blown back as if a storm had erupted.
The gang members froze. Their limbs locked, faces contorted in fear and confusion. Their bodies shook as if they were being crushed by an invisible weight.
"What… What is this?" one of them gasped, his voice trembling.
Dissol fell to his knees, his eyes rolling back, mouth agape. He twitched uncontrollably, his brain overwhelmed by the sheer pressure of David's willpower.
David's gaze didn't waver. His voice was ice-cold, each word dripping with murderous intent. "You touched my partner. You're all dead."
The first to fall was the one holding the kinetic pistol. His fingers tightened around the trigger, but not by choice. His own arm turned against him, aiming the gun at his own head.
His eyes bulged in horror. "No… No!"
Bang!
The gun fired. Blood splattered across the wall as his body crumpled to the ground.
The second was the one with the katana. His blade gleamed with a sickly green light, vibrating as if possessed. With a jerky motion, his arms moved, dragging the sword across his own neck.
A wet gurgle escaped his lips as his head toppled to the ground, eyes frozen in shock.
The last one standing was the Mantis Blade user. He stared at David, his face pale, body trembling. "W-What are you…? A demon?"
David stepped forward, his eyes locked on his target. "I'm your executioner."
The gang member screamed, activating his Sianwistan Type 1 speed implant. His body became a blur, moving faster than the eye could follow.
But speed was meaningless.
The moment he came within striking distance, his body froze mid-air. His arms twisted at unnatural angles, the mantis blades aimed at his own face.
"No! Stop! Please—"
The blades plunged upward, piercing his jaw and driving through his skull. His body twitched, then fell limp, blood pooling around him.
Silence settled over the alley, broken only by the soft rustling of wind. David stood alone among the corpses, his face pale, eyes cold and distant.
Lucy's unconscious body lay a few feet away, untouched. David's shoulders relaxed as the overwhelming power faded. He stumbled slightly, catching himself against the wall.
In the distance, the scavengers and mercenaries who had been watching the fight were in complete shock.
One of the scavengers stammered, "Did… did they just kill themselves?"
Another shook his head, his face pale. "No… that boy did something. It was like… magic."
"Magic, my ass!" Oris snapped, his voice trembling. "That kid's a top-tier hacker or something worse!"
The mercenaries were equally shaken.
"Boss… that boy… he's a monster!" one whispered, his eyes wide with fear.
Their leader's face was grim. "No… he's worse than a monster. He's a demon."
They watched in silence as David walked over to Lucy, his expression softening. Gently, he lifted her into his arms. She was still breathing, but unconscious.
The moonlight bathed them in silver as David walked away, his figure fading into the shadows.
Behind him, the bodies of the Uzumaki Gang members lay scattered, blood staining the alley. Their faces were frozen in horror, eyes wide with the terror they felt in their final moments.
One by one, the scavengers and mercenaries backed away, too afraid to even breathe loudly. They had witnessed something unnatural, something that defied logic.
A shiver ran through the crowd as they realized the truth.
Night City had a new demon. A vengeful god who punished those who dared to touch his reverse scale.
And his name was David.
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