CHAPTER 50: HE SHOULDN’T HAVE KILLED HIM

Lightning tore through the sky as Kai walked toward the dying man and raised the daggers high above his head, inhaling deeply, but the moment he forcefully shoved the daggers down on the man’s neck, two bright lights shone bright on him, letting his and the daggers’ shadow draw on the wet collapsed wall like his twin self.

Wang and Gray both burst out of the moving truck, running toward Kai and shouting, but no matter how much they ran or shouted, the daggers had already been unleashed. Blood spilled in every direction, from the collapsed wall, the mud, and Kai’s own face, and when Wang stopped beside Kai, he placed his hands on his head and turned toward Gray with a disturbed expression.

"He shouldn’t have killed him," Wang said, turning around hastily like a madman, kicking his legs in the mud and shouting profusely.

Kai, whose face was now drenched in blood that kept on dripping from his chin and nose, turned toward Gray and Wang with an angry face, then turned toward the direction he saw the other two men of his chained and ran in that direction without saying a word or two to either Gray or Wang.

The mud splashed wherever Kai’s boots slammed, and when he got to a few distances from the building, the two men, now screeching, bolted to the door, opened it, entered, and locked it, leaving the chained men unattended.

When Wang and Gray reached Kai, who had stopped beside Mike’s chopped head, their eyes widened as Wang covered his mouth, but Gray’s jaw tightened, followed by a grin that looked so dangerous it was unreal for a human.

Gray’s chest heaved as he slowly moved toward the chopped head, bent down, brushed his hands over the opened eyes, covering them, then carried it and placed it beside the body without a head, and closed his eyes, screaming.

Though Wang had seen or met Mike in person and talked with him throughout the one year he’d spent in the Bion City barracks, yet his heart saddened, even more saddened than the two who had known Mike for three years straight.

Then Wang walked toward the young, chained on the wrist, held the chain, and broke them with just his fist, then helped them to sit beside the corpse.

The moment Gray stood up from Mike’s corpse, his blue eyes glowed wildly, and when he opened his mouth screaming, all the weak mirrors on the collapsed buildings began falling and shattering when they landed on the wet ground.

"WHERE ARE THE REST?" he said, tilting a sharp gaze toward Kai, who still held on to the handle of the daggers as if all those around him were part of those he seriously wanted to slay. And when Kai and the other two men, now recovering from a thorough beating, turned their gaze toward the building Jinx was taken into and to the top window, Gray closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

As he cracked his eyes open, the air, the sky, and the clouds, now appearing as the rain stopped, all began to slow as if they were under his command at that instant. Gray moved both arms over his shoulders, held on to the handles of the katana swords, and drew them, letting them glow under the tiny moonlight that had reappeared in the sky above.

His chest heaved as he tilted his gaze toward the door of the building, then after two seconds of silence, he dashed toward the door, slammed it open with one kick, and devoured every living soul inside the building, including the dogs and cats being chained and sleeping.

Then, after five minutes of entering the building, all that echoed were gunshots, metal-crashing sounds, dying screams, and wood-cracking sounds. And when all four people now standing at the gate tore their gaze toward the last window of the building, they saw a man crashing into the mirror and falling from the fifth floor, slamming onto the wet ground, his hands clutched tightly onto a huge sword.

Kai, who still stood there, more vigilant than the rest, rushed toward the man bleeding heavily, jumped, and raised the daggers above his head as memories of Mike’s head falling off flashed in his vision. And in that instant, the sky rumbled, followed by countless lightning strikes as he slammed both his knees and the daggers on the man, letting the daggers pierce through the man’s eyes with a plopping sound and his knees burying themselves in the man’s waist with a cracking sound.

And when Gray dashed out of the door at full speed, his sword bleeding heavily, he halted as he saw Denis lying there without eyes or a waist. Then, after taking five steps forward, the door slowly opened, and from it walked a young lady with her clothes shattered completely, as blood seeped out through her thighs and dripped onto the ground.

The moment one of the two men, now halfway stable, saw her, he screamed and walked toward her, tearing part of his cloth and wrapping it around her breasts and waist.

...

One of the bird-like creatures with long claws and feathers floated in the sky at first, then dived down toward one of the open windows of the building standing far from the one Kai, Lieutenant Wang, Lieutenant Gray, Jinx, and the other two people were now standing near, only to be crashed onto the wall inside the building with two fingers. And when the creature slid and fell on the ground, spiderwebbed lines occupied the area where it was slammed.

"DENIS...!" Kang said, slamming his hand on the wall countless times and letting the building shake and shed debris from its top to the road beneath it.

"Sir, should w—" As the man holding the telescope opened his mouth trying to speak, a heavy blow landed on his lips, letting them crumple inside out.

The man who was minutes ago almost cracking the telescope under his fist and tightening his jaw now clutched his hands on his face, wrapping his fingers around his mouth and holding it from falling.

Kang turned toward every direction the truck Kai and the rest boarded took, moving from angle to angle and following every turn as if he wanted to prevent the truck from exiting the city of Babel.

And when he had nowhere to move to after stopping at the edge of the building, he stood there, watching Wang and Gray exit through a building holding a boy and a lady in their arms and entering the truck. A few minutes after they entered, his yellow eyes began glowing madly like fire that couldn’t be quenched as he saw them move past the bus and finally out of the city itself.

...

Inside the truck, no one talked, not Kai, not Wang, and not Gray. Everyone remained seated, breathing hastily and tilting their gazes around, staring and looking at Kai, who still held tightly to the daggers as if they were the only things keeping him alive.

When Wang tilted his gaze toward Gray, who had his head bowed, he saw tiny drops of water snaking and dropping off Gray’s chin like a broken pipe, but when he moved a hand and placed it on Gray’s left shoulder, the tears stopped, letting the last drop hang there, not falling.