"Godslayer… Godslayer is here!"
Vincent shrieked, collapsing to the ground, wailing in panic. For all his family clout, his Forbidden Magic gear, and a commander-tier level, he was still a toddler crawling in front of the iron-blooded veterans of the Godslayer Legion.
"Yeah. We've come back to finish what we started."
Bradley exhaled softly. He had been taken here once. He would wash away that shame.
"Protect Vincent, get him out!" an offworld enforcer barked, choking down his fear. The magi-skiff's guns spun up to cover their retreat, belching a wall of flame hot enough to shred a Domain Master boss.
Bradley only drew a breath. His gaze went cold as he slipped into advanced precognition. "Awakening skill, Luminous Z-Cut, revised."
He moved.
A meteor flicker. Cain's mechanized cervical servos twinged as he tracked the blur. "Brutal burst speed…"
The elemental blade came down. He slipped through the cannon barrage and traced a single blinding arc.
Instant kill.
Critical hit.
