Blood dripped steadily from Kazuichi's wounds as he staggered away from the battlefield. His vision swam, and every breath was labored. The clash with the Gigantic Omega Zombie had been brutal—far worse than he had imagined. He had given everything he had, pushed himself to the limits of his berserk mode, and even then, the creature had nearly crushed him beneath its massive claws.
Yet, somehow, despite his crushing defeat, he had destroyed the mindless Hybrid army. It wasn't a victory he could celebrate, though. The pain of failure was too fresh, too bitter. And now, he limped back, his body screaming in agony, his mind clouded by the image of his past tormentor—a man now wielding power far beyond what Kazuichi had anticipated.
