"What are those?" Michael asked as he raced behind Ben Fury. "We have no idea, it's the first time everybody's seeing them. I think the mutation in their system had gotten out of hand." Ben theorized as he led the students to safety. Even without the system momentarily going frenzy, Michael could tell that those creatures were dangerous. Charles had mentioned something about supersoldiers, but this beyond anything he had expected. And if Ben said this was his first time seeing such monstrosity, then this was probably different from the supersoldiers Charles spoke about. "What about the event, is it going to continue?" Henry asked in a pained tone. The wounds he had sustained from his fight with Damian were yet to heal, and the more he moved, the more difficult it was to keep himself from bleeding out. "It's canceled for now, new information would be communicated to you people by the guild leaders." Ben answered before giving the boy a good stare. He was currently the most outstand

Mark studied the creature before him painstakingly. Although its structure looked like a human's, it was impossible to consider the new being before him a human being. "What exactly did you say happened to him?" Mark asked for the umpteenpth time, his curiosity piqued, and his fingers tingling with anticipation. It was unlike anything he had seen before, and solving mysteries was one of the things he did the best. "We have no idea. One second he was a regular guy, and in the next second, he was screaming in agony, and his skin and everything about him immediately began to change. We suspect that the mutation levels of his cell might have exceeded what his body could handle." Charles explained. "If it had just been one victim, I would have concluded on the assumption of over-mutated cells, but it wasn't one victim. There had been four of them, and they were volatile in nature. I believe someone had a hand in it, perhaps a villain?" "It's unlikely to be a villain." Mark answered as t

Ben returned to the headquarters and found it in the exact condition as he had left it. Aside from Ruth, everybody else seemed to be normal, and everything seemed fine for the time being. Dusk was fast approaching, and it was time to serve the students their dinner. Because of the extra mouths around, it had taken a bit longer to prepare the adequate amount of food for everybody currently present in the headquarters. "I'll take care of the first year's, please focus on the second and third year' students." Ben offered, and the workers gladly agreed. The numbers were higher than what they were used to, so having an extra hand meant a lot to them. Without wasting any more seconds, Ben got straight to work. While he served the youngsters, his mind remained troubled with thoughts. He was yet to hear from Charles since they parted ways, and while he believed in his master's capabilities, he wasn't sure of the condition the man was in at the moment. Was he still a human? Or has he become

Ben was the first to realize the sudden jump in the opponent's energy level, and such increase had prompted him to re-strategize almost immediately. He couldn't let the villain before him get back to where the students were, not anymore. And at the same time, having Michael around would really weigh him down. The energy output of the man in front of them at the moment rivaled his while in peak form, and with the injury he had, it would be difficult to perform at full strength while also protecting Michael Black."Quickly, race for the exit—" Ben had barely finished when he felt a presence behind him. Instinctively, he crossed his arms to immediately block a powerful kick, before effectively teleporting out of a descending blade's range. "He's gotten stronger, I can barely keep up." Ben lamented as he inspected his arms for fractures. Luckily, he hadn't sustained any, which meant he could still engage in close combat with his hands. "He injected himself with something, it must have m

Despite the unending chaos in the streets of Geo, a man clothed in a long overcoat walked on the sidewalk of a half empty street. His pitch black hair was perfectly cut, and his Harry potter glasses gave him the appearance of a nerd. In his left hand was a brown paper bag containing groceries as indicated by the asparagus tips poking over the top. His strides were long and steady to match his well built frame. When he paused to avoid a mud puddle by the side of the road, the street lamp shed some light on his face, revealing strong facial features. There was a faraway look on his face as he crossed the road. He had been feeling strange all day, as if something was coming for him. What annoyed him most was the fact that he had no idea exactly what that thing was. But he had a feeling he would not like it.He wasn't the type who wandered around during the night, but some circumstances had warranted him to carry out his shopping after dusk. He had gone to the Guild Contest, and since the