"En..."
Ka-ba!
A fair-skinned fist appeared out of thin air, smashing the throat of a Holy Sanctuary Paradise Faction Contractor, with shattered neck bones and flesh splattering, embracing a violent aesthetic.
"Infiltration success."
Citrus Sister had a Contractor tucked under her arm, who died tragically with his head twisted several times. She and Gulu both could block perception, thus they were the first to infiltrate the enemy camp.
"Seems, that's the case."
Just as Gulu finished speaking, blue flames ignited on her arm. Seeing the blue flames, Gulu's eyes squinted.
"I've been exposed."
"Wish you luck then."
Citrus Sister leapt backward and vanished on the spot.
"Hmph, Little Bitch."
Gulu turned her head towards a distant tent, where a burly man stood in the darkness, wearing a white coat and with arms crossed.
"If I remember correctly, you're called Feast?"
"Holy Flame."
