"I will find you, Katrina. And you will pay for this."
A wave of emotion tried to overwhelm his throat,but his eyes remained dry. Only a cold emptiness persisted within him.
"Cold Blooded...you won't even let me have that." He murmured, addressing his own ability.
"It's already rank A,I need to be careful. Or maybe I should play the fool, to get a Berserk-type skill so it auto-stabilizes?"
He pressed his hand against the wound on his side,gritting his teeth to stifle a groan. Then, his gaze turned towards the interior of the ravine, where the shadows seemed denser and the passage narrower.
"First," he said quietly, "I have to survive."
And, squaring his shoulders despite the pain, he plunged into the waiting darkness.
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