Chapter 23. Firefight

I entered the fray, surveying the chaotic landscape. Starlet and Hollow Reaper had the police force bottled up, their escape routes severed. Slashed tires and strategically placed shokuren ensured no one escaped unscathed.

The policemen, battered and exhausted, futilely unleashed bullets that ricocheted off the Killer-Wolves Elite (KWE) vests. Crafted from rare Black iron ore and Milthril ore, these vests were virtually indestructible – except against lightning and laser beams.

Yet, as I watched, my empathy remained dormant. Lawrence's words still seared my mind, fueling an unrelenting rage.

The cries of the trapped officers, the desperation in their eyes, only stoked my fury. I felt no mercy, no remorse.

GRRH! A snarl escaped my mouth, that was the cue for the demonic system in me to act. I rushed towards the nearest policeman, he was already injured by the shokuren and was applying bandage on his injured arm. He jerked away as I suddenly appeared in front of him, he was a step too l
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