What separates life from death?
What distinguishes a human from a beast?
In truth, the differences are clear and well known.
But when it comes to a cursed land ruled by the law of the jungle—where a chosen few are favored while the rest are left to rot in hell—none of that matters.
Here in the continent of the Ultras, the law of the jungle reigns supreme.
Brutal battles to the death are the norm...
And only the strong survive.
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"Don't stop! We don't have time to fight!"
"Let me rip them apart, damn it!"
Surrounded by a large group of enemies…
Two men charged forward, breaking through anything in their path as the chase grew more intense.
Danzo led the way, clad in his full-body silver armor, punching through building walls one after another with sheer force, followed closely by Ragna, wielding a massive spear nearly his own size.
On the other end, the Ultras had been relentlessly attacking them for days.
"Come at me, you bastards!"
