One by one, they began activating forbidden assassination techniques, each one a brutal toll on their bodies.
These were abilities reserved for the most desperate of situations, techniques that harnessed their life force in exchange for raw power.
The Younger Woman's hands glowed faintly as she activated a technique that sharpened her senses but sent a searing pain coursing through her nerves.
Theran muttered an incantation under his breath, his veins darkening as his internal energy was pushed beyond its limits.
Miriam and Mikhail exchanged a glance before nodding, both of them invoking abilities that caused their muscles to spasm violently as they forced their bodies to move even faster.
Donovan hesitated for a moment, his hand trembling as he prepared to activate his own technique. "This is insanity," he muttered under his breath.
"We don't have time for doubts," the Scarred Soldier growled. "Do it."
