"Dammit, how did things escalate so fast?" Apollo thought as he kicked a purple-haired girl, sending her crashing to the ground. He had long let go of Bijor, and as for where the white-haired man was, he was clueless. Apollo was just fighting blindly against the humans who seemed to be covered in some sort of mass flesh.
Although he didn't have the full gist of the situation, from the look of things, he could tell the mutated humans were the doing of that white-haired man, and at this moment, they were all ganging up on Nyx.
As Apollo fought the mutants in his controlled state, he was actually holding back because he could tell these things were still human, even though they didn't look like it.
"I should probably incapacitate—" Apollo was thinking when he heard a fierce shout.
"Don't tell me you're planning to let them live?" Nyx's brows went up and down when he noticed Apollo's actions.
