Echo ducked under a swinging baton and stepped forward through the gap before the wielder could blink. One jab to the ribs with an open palm released a sonic thump that cracked the nearby cell wall. The prisoner crumpled without a word.
Around him, the air buzzed. Shouts rang out. The West Wing had been caught by surprise, but now it was turning hostile. Prisoners were scrambling into formations, powered by skills and artifacts—some even wielding mythical gear glowing faintly in the dim lights.
Too bad for them, Echo, Yujin, and Kang Hyun had already started the show.
Yujin leapt over a railing, claws tearing into a set of armored bracers. Her beast form shimmered with the energy of her latest transformation—leopard-like grace paired with jagged, muscular limbs and sharp antlers that glinted like obsidian. Her eyes glowed gold, her growl low and constant.
