Ghawkakakakakak~
The Butcher and the other guy laughed in a frenzy when seeing Daku flee for the hills. "Bastard, I thought you were made of steel. Why are you running?"
Chasing after him, the duo picked up their pace, slashing maniacally with the wind.
Don't stop them, don't stop them!—This bastard has bitten off more than he can chew!
What's more, they must eliminate him quickly before he alerts others. They haven't seen him use the walkie-talkie on his waist. So for now, things should be good here, no?
KILL—
The Butcher's gaze narrowed dangerously as he allowed the moonlight to coat his flashing daggers.
'For the sake of my reputation, I cannot leave this man alive.' He inwardly concluded, using all his might to advance. But just when his daggers were inches from penetrating his target's back, Daku suddenly dropped on the smooth grass, sliding forward as though he was on a football field.
… Then, something unbelievable happened.
Bram!
