After retreating through the portal, Kade and Lyra emerged atop a rooftop in the 13th Ward, overlooking the vast dominion of the Shikkoku, its skyline drowned in smoke and the relentless noise of metals clanking from construction work.
The ward stretched endlessly, crawling with their men, and a hive of dark power hidden in steel and shadow.
Zarveth slowly woke up as Kade let him drop to the ground.
"F-Fang Kade? You saved me?" Zarveth asked weakly.
"I didn't save you. I just brought you along because you're still useful. Now get lost and cause havoc around the city before I change my mind."
Upon hearing those words, Zarveth trembled as he quickly bowed and ran off.
Kade glanced down at his trembling hand. A deep wound cut across his arm, blood dripping through as his right hand went numb because of the lingering ache of Ren's combined assault from their fight.
That kid, he's grown stronger. But it's still not enough. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he stared at the wound.
