CHAPTER 419
Felix...
...Felix, without the last name, weaved between the Abberant's relentless claw strikes.
Despite being a werewolf, he was careful not to reveal everything he was capable of on the battlefield.
Unlike Ray, who fought because the Abberants were his mortal enemies, and unlike the others who fought to protect humanity...
Felix fought simply because he felt like it.
He wasn't here to protect humanity.
He had only come to find his favourite human author, only to be dragged into one ridiculous plot twist after another until he somehow ended up here.
So there was no need to reveal all of his cards.
To the Corps, he was just another weakling.
And a weakling he would remain.
...Just a much stronger one.
Sensing the flow of the battlefield, Felix tilted his head aside, narrowly avoiding a claw that had been aimed at him a heartbeat earlier.
The strike continued forward and cleaved a building clean in half.
