Ann stood there, stupefied by Bin’s appearance and his sudden and unexpected arrival to her clinic. She knew that he would only come here as a last resort, and his body’s current state clearly warranted immediate medical care. Since he can’t go to a hospital, obviously, he had no choice but to come here. The thing is, however, that Ann was speechless and dumbstruck, standing motionless, in total disbelief. It took her a good whole minute to process what just happened, collect her thoughts, and rush toward the quietly sitting youth. “W-what happened? Why are you l...l-like this?” Her mouth was still wide open, so were her eyes. He removed an anti-magic armor that he stole from the Bureau and showed her the gaping hole in his chest, but, even if y

For no less than seven days was the young Bin handcuffed to that immovable and unbreakable piece of wood connected with the staircase. Were it not for Beatrice, he surely would have starved.  His wrist was clotted and stiff from all the futile resistance he tried. It took the boy countless - really countless- tries to break free using the pin that had been provided to him. Once free, he proceeded to shun Trewan but it didn’t last long. **** “How am I supposed to do it with just one hand?” Bin found something akin to a pin in the back pockets of the dead assassin, however, he only had one arm- the left one- which was handcuffed to the cell’s thick bars. His right arm, the prosthetic one,

Emilia’s car sped toward Ann’s private clinic, which was already in full view. The Head Scientist was on the wheel whereas Jasmine, Rika, and Melissa, were sitting on the back. Sitting on the passenger seat was Bert, who chose to come along to check on Bridget. When the car was about fifty meters away, to the shock of everyone in it, there was a blinding purple light followed by a violent and loud rumbling. Bert wasted no time, using his special ability, and formed a solid yellow-ish barrier around the vehicle, protecting it from an incoming shock wave. Emilia pressed the brakes, forcing the car into a sudden halt as the shock wave cracked Bert’s barrier and ravaged the surrounding trees. There was only one shock wave but when Emilia and co came to their se

“With all due respect, Madam Angelica, I’m not going to work for neither your nor your daughter. I’m not going to be her bodyguard or servant or anything relatively close to that.”  Bin resolutely voiced his thoughts, speaking with a clarion voice as his eyes looked back at the smiling woman, who didn’t seem to mind what he had said. “But you’re going to protect my daughter, right?” “I will. Regina won’t last long and she’ll try to take over Jasmine’s body.” “Isn’t that contradicting?” She asked back, standing right in front of the sitting young man. 

“You’re awake.” Bin tried not to make any sound as he entered the room and slowly closed the door, though it was unnecessary. Bridget was up, sitting up and looking back at him with a forced smile. “You look worse.”  Bin chuckled and, after bringing a chair, sat next to the bed. He scrutinized the auburn-haired girl and noticed that her face- especially the lips- were still very pale. “How are you feeling?” The girl shrugged her shoulders, vainly trying to make it look as though she’s healthier than ever. “I don’t look as bad as you d