The Variants charge at me.
I remain where I stand, waiting for them to approach.
"Kill him! Show him what happens to those who dare stand against humanity!"
The leader's voice echoes throughout the cave.
"Remember why we're here! Remember what those Leviathans have done to us! They have treated us as tools, experimented on us, and discarded us when we were no longer useful. They believe themselves superior because of their Existence, but we have the potential to surpass them!"
The Variants respond with loud cheers.
Some raise their weapons, while others roar in excitement. Their exhaustion seems to have been forgotten for the moment.
The leader watches them with satisfaction.
He then turns his attention towards me.
I can clearly read what is going through his mind even though his lips barely part amidst gritted teeth.
'A Leviathan.'
He has fought enough of them to recognise one, although he cannot determine my Rank or Pathway.
