“You look even worse than yesterday.”
Bridget was now able to walk albeit at a slow pace. She kept one hand pressed again her abdomen and used the other to hold a stick, with which she’d sometimes rest her weight.
It has been thirty hours since she was saved, and, in total, Bin fought three times. The first time was against those four magic users whereas the second and third time occurred the next day. He managed, of course, to kill them but his body sustained more injuries. The prosthetic arm was malfunctioning, the gaping hole in his chest became slightly bigger and had traces of the Darkness element around it, indicating that the skin was either poisoned or corrupt, both of which are fatal to a normal human being.
Bin laughed it off and shrugged his shou
“Sir…”The agents looked at their superior, seeking advice. The appearance of Bin was shocking, to say the least. His upper body was still exposed, the skin blackened and the gaping hole revealing his ribs made even the strong-willed shudder.The man who shouted at Bin, named Burne Gerrard, frowned and stared at the youth surrendering youth. Before he ordered the agents to make a move, he first probed the youth and discovered a considerable amount of Mana, a dangerously threatening quantity that further intensified his alertness.“Officer, sir, I’m surrendering. Look, my hands are raised and I’m fatally injured.”“You were sightseeing like this? You expected me to bel
“We’re not here to discuss how the Bureau operates. You’re an accomplice, possibly an ally, of a fugitive, someone fleeing from the law after committing many a crime. It would be beneficial for you to speak the truth and be released as soon as possible. Would you not agree, Bin?” Jeremy eyed the snickering youth, frowning and making his tone more domineering and authoritative. “I know that you cannot be working for Regina. Your recent actions prove that you want her dead as much as we, however, that doesn’t mean we condone everything you do. Be sensitive and cooperative.” “Sensitive? But I am sensitive, Officer, sir. I- being a law-abiding and peace-loving citizen - gave my full and detailed statement though I doubt it’ll be taken into account due to the prejudice you
Although Jasmine knew Bridget, she still felt suspicious of the girl. The bespectacled Ann, on the other hand, rushed to Bridget’s help. The young, slim, and short female doctor wasted no time in unnecessary discussions and immediately started patching up the unconscious girl. Ann was stopped by no one, Emilia lent her a hand while everyone else stood in the back, whispering to each other and sometimes glancing at the doctors. Bert Polars slumped on the couch and closed his eyes, yearning for a long nap. Sadly for him, neither Jasmine nor Julia spared him, the two bombarding him with questions, begrudging glares, and not-so-gentle nudges. “We should go rescue Bin!” Jasmine seemed unable to stay still, she wa
“Get him out of here this instant! Do you hear me?! I don’t care what you do, just get him out of there! I’ll come to M-nation today.” The usually calm Paulo Ricci could be heard yelling with a loud voice, fuming and grinding his teeth. Although Iris was only talking to him through a phone call, she could easily imagine his angered appearance, which she had seen only twice ever since she started working for him. She knew that he valued Bin but didn’t expect such an explosion reaction. Paulo was always calm, no matter what happens, thus his hearing his raging voice was a bit confusing for the sadistic woman. Iris didn’t delay, she assured him of Bin’s safety and immediately hung up. There’s no denying that she’s a very strong magic user,
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
Fifteen hours prior to Bert’s arrival to Ann’s clinic. Bin, after his brief conversation with Jeremy, was treated quite brutally. As he promised, the old man, enraged by Bin’s mocking words, truly plucked his left eye with his bare hands.The eyeball looked disgusting, even to Bin. Burne Gerrard, who was holding onto Bin, cringed and shuddered, not daring to look at the disgusting organ for longer than a second. Even the agent tightly holding Bin’s head was shocked and horrified. He forgot to continue holding the youth’s head, his mouth was half-open and his eyes avoiding Jeremy and the eyeball.“This is what you get.”Jeremy Whitefront snickered, waving the eyeball in front of Bin before dropping it on the ground and raising h
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,
Bin stood up from Jeremy’s bloodied body, which was missing all its limbs and both eyes. He wiped the blood on the man’s clothes and looked to the back. He smelled dozens of agents heading his way so he created a devastating distraction. He didn’t waste a drop from the liquid he had drunk, pouring all in his Special Ability.An unstoppable sandstorm appeared- not just inside the building but also outside of it- creating panic amongst agents and civilians alike. With nothing more to do, Bin rushed below, avoiding the agents in the way.“Lower your weapons!” Shouted one agent, glaring at his subordinates.“But s-sir!”“Lower your damn weapons! I’ll take responsibil