Chapter 60
A kick caught him mid-sentence.
The shirtless one, faster than before.
Aldric flew back, tumbling mid-air.
But Ronan caught him.
Literally snatched him mid-fall, rotated in the air, and tossed him onto his feet.
"Get your head back in."
"I never lost it," Aldric growled, straightening up. "But thanks."
Ezren stood a few meters back, fingers twitching again.
"I've isolated one's mind loop," he muttered. "But something's wrong…"
The bald man was standing again. Smiling. Blood dripping down his chin, but his eyes didn't blink.
"We're built to kill monsters," he said.
He cracked his neck again.
"You three? You're monsters too. Guess we'll enjoy this."
The scarred one launched forward.
But this time, Ronan met him halfway.
Not dodging.
Not countering.
Just charging.
Ronan's system activated multiple protocols at once.
Blood Rush. Kinetic Ghost. Gravity Suppression.
