Storm waves swept over the building cluster, smashing apart one structure after another along the way.
Two figures leapt across the rooftops. One was tall, the other short. The short figure held a long dagger, the tall one's fists were clenched, Blue Flame wrapping his forearms and fists.
Bang, bang, bang.
Blue fist shadows flickered, fast enough to leave afterimages, Blue Flame scattering in the air.
The short figure was Gulu, the tall one, needless to say, was Holy Flame from the Holy Sanctuary Paradise Faction, one of the very first Contractors to rush to Lubei City.
Gulu and Holy Flame vaulted between buildings, both drenched, with the tsunami surging right behind them, the giant waves pulverizing every building in their wake.
"Annoying bastard."
Gulu flicked the dagger in her hand. The dagger brushed past Holy Flame's ear—just when he thought he'd dodged it, a row of sharp barbs popped out on both sides of the blade.
