There was no mistaking him.
My fingers trembled as I pressed my palm harder against the ice, my breath fogging the crystal surface. He was on the other side, only a few meters away, separated from me by a wall of ice.
He wasn't alone.
There was one woman and three men with him, including Clyde.
That piece of shit.
I had been so focused on Ezekiel that I didn't notice the giant monster he was currently fighting.
It was a hydra, with three dragon-like heads and a massive blue body. It wasn't as overwhelmingly enormous as the dragon I had seen before coming back, but it was still terrifying.
What distracted me even more was the scene itself. Those garbage humans just stood on the sidelines, watching while Ezekiel fought the monster alone.
His movements were too fast for my eyes to properly follow. He attacked and defended seamlessly, countering every strike from the hydra, yet he didn't look like he was struggling at all.
Then he lifted his scythe.
