CHAPTER 415
If elegant destruction could be given a face...
It would be Jack Kyre's.
From the moment he made his entrance, the head of the Kyre family moved with such overwhelming speed that even the powerful Aberrants struggled to keep him within their sights.
Tracking him was impossible.
One moment...
He was here.
The next...
He had already appeared somewhere else.
And every appearance...
Every single step...
Was accompanied by the death of another Aberrant.
Meanwhile, the members of the Iron Corps stationed at the shelter hurriedly escorted the civilians to safer areas.
The warning had reached them a little too late.
No one had expected the invasion to spread all the way to the shelter so quickly, and by the time they reacted, casualties had already begun mounting.
There hadn't even been enough time to evacuate everyone to another shelter.
Besides...
Which other shelter was large enough?
This was one of the biggest shelters in Wall Steel.
