{Rel's POV}
[Gasan Digital Complex, Seoul - Nightshade's Warehouse, Underground: Main Production Room]
"Who the hell are you?"
A guard spat, more amused than threatened.
Others echoed the question, their weapons shifting from relaxed to ready.
My answer was to draw Axel.
Its familiar weight grounded me, even against these odds.
One attack. I'd put everything into it.
"Crazy bastard thinks he can take us all!"
There was nervous laughter, the tension of a cornered animal turning to aggression.
"Forget talking!" someone hissed. "Just end him!"
The first few charged, shouts turning the quiet warehouse into a sudden storm.
My grip tightened on the hilt. Aura flared, a searing flood of darkness that scorched through my hands.
I needed one clean swing... since this blade is so aura dependant.
"Let's see what you can do..."
