Rain poured from a lead-gray sky, weaving a web of Chaos between the glass curtain walls of the skyscrapers.
The glow of neon lights blurred across the slick, wet streets.
A dark figure darted through the fractured light and shadows between the tall buildings.
It was a bald man in a hoodie.
Strangely,
his arms were not like a human's.
From the elbows down, they had transformed into two long, narrow blades, their cold metallic luster glinting menacingly in the rain.
"Stop running, rd-199."
His voice, mingled with the rain, carried a taunt like a cat playing with a mouse.
He kicked his foot out.
A piece of stone shot forward.
At that moment, a dark figure was leaping rapidly ahead of him.
It was moving so fast that only an afterimage was visible.
Just as the stone was about to hit it...
WHOOSH.
An afterimage flickered.
The stone exploded into dust in mid-air, sending fragments flying.
However, this brief delay...
