"For the Alliance Hierarch 'Following the Wind,' I present the first chapter!"
"Sir, the laboratory is just around the corner. We've arrived, please don't kill..."
"...me." The last word floated out of his throat, only half said, because he lacked the strength to say the rest.
He slowly withdrew the gleaming blade from the deputy captain's back, while blood incessantly flowed from two gaping wounds.
The spark in the deputy captain's eyes slowly faded, and despite it being September, his body grew colder by the moment.
His body fell to the ground, lifelessly watching the man who walked past, only to realize the latter hadn't glanced at him at all.
The silhouette clad in a Metal Battle Suit merged into the shadows and disappeared into the corridor.
From above, the Chade Metal Refining Factory was utterly devoid of any living creature.
...
As the doors of the smelting workshop slowly lifted, Mu Fan, standing at the inner entrance, watched as his pupils slowly narrowed.
