The castle had three floors.
We were on the third, climbing to the second.
Erect and Sexis were behind me, turning guards into chunky salsa. From the front, more guards arrived like unpaid extras in a Bollywood war scene.
I handled them easily — until I saw it.
A bright red light.
Round. Glowing. Suspiciously anime.
It came from one guard who stood far away, palms cupped, eyes glowing like he'd just discovered a shonen transformation arc.
"Hame… Kame… Haa?"
My brain short-circuited.
Was that Goku's illegitimate cousin?
No way was I letting this man vaporize me into protein powder.
The red sphere grew bigger with every passing second. He was charging it up like Wi-Fi in rural India.
Meanwhile, his buddies kept coming at me with their discount swords.
I had to act fast.
[ Skill – Hiroshima Activated! ]
The System's voice echoed in my skull.
