"As I thought, you need to die quick," Stark, his anger so great that his aura covered his entire body, spoke.
After hearing Sierra's final phrase, he snapped, which was something extremely rare for him thanks to his mental fortitude.
And before the archer could even finish her full sentence about the transformation of a pregnant classifier woman and the death of her unborn child, he was already right in front of her.
'?!'
Sierra being an archer meant that her vision and speed were far greater than any other class or types of monsters as she needed both to aim and also avoid.
She could see all of Stark's attacks coming, which was why she was confident.
And yet…
She didn't see that attack coming.
Before she could even realize it, with speed faster than even she could discern, he was already in front of her face.
"Join that arrogant angel, won't you," Stark smiled.
