Although Blood Butcher had lost a hand, his attacking power remained terrifyingly potent.
He glared fiercely at the spot where John had reappeared, his mind clouded with confusion.
He had distinctly felt that John was not there just moments ago, so why had he suddenly reappeared now?
What was going on?
Severed Head Ink also faced John with a cold expression, staring directly at him.
The only thought in both their minds now was to ensure John's demise.
Initially, they might have considered sparing his life for their boss's orders, but now, they only harbored thoughts of killing him.
They had never imagined being so thoroughly outmaneuvered by this man, to the extent of losing a hand.
Even if they could fully recover later, there would certainly be discrepancies since the replacements wouldn't be original.
They clenched their teeth in hatred internally, but ultimately, they restrained themselves.
