"It's fainted?" Jin was inwardly stunned by the sight unfolding before him.
The massive, mutated Blood Slave, standing at an imposing height of two meters, now lay amidst the debris, seemingly unconscious after being struck by a sudden and powerful attack that had blasted it into a nearby building.
Its muscular form twitched involuntarily, while its small, shining crimson eyes struggled to open.
His attention swiftly shifted to the source of the attack, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the scene. There, several meters away from where the towering Blood Slave had once stood, stood a man.
In the man's hand, he could discern a weapon that bore a striking resemblance to a bow. The trajectory of the attack and the destruction it had caused on the asphalt beneath the man's feet confirmed that it was indeed his doing.
