Rage pulsed through Kazuichi's veins, the grief of seeing Kaito's lifeless body overtaken by a singular, all-consuming need to destroy the creatures responsible. His vision blurred with tears of fury as he spotted the group of mindless Hybrids lingering in the distance. There were dozens of them—shambling, soulless beasts, their vacant eyes devoid of any humanity, their claws stained with Kaito's blood.
Without hesitation, Kazuichi surged forward. His twin daggers gleamed in his hands, a deadly flash of silver in the dim forest light. His feet pounded against the earth as he charged at them, his breath ragged and his heart pounding. He didn't care about his own survival anymore—only about tearing every last one of those monsters apart.
