The seven figures had strange appearances. The most prominent feature in all seven was that they were all extremely pale. If they weren't launching beams of attacks and flying, one might have thought they were escaped, hospital patients.
"What did Master Vector see in them?"
Another strange, yet an expected thing, was that they called Vector "Master".
The figures were about to leave when they heard a voice calling out to them.
"You guys are also a bit too arrogant for your own goods. Who the f*ck are you, anyway?"
It was Iron Alchemist's voice. As shocking as it was that they were alive, it was more shocking that their voices weren't even coming from where the attack was launched.
"Behind us?" the dinosaur-man subconsciously asked, turning to look at their targets.
They were all there, in one piece and with not a single burn or scratch on their bodies. A woman from the group of seven scoffed at this.
