Suzune, Sakai, and Shuo had already finished beating up every single one of the Hunters that surrounded them.
Their fists were raw, their clothes crumpled in places, and sweat dripped from their temples, but they were still standing, breathing heavily as the last of their enemies hit the floor with a dull thud.
For a brief moment, the only sounds that echoed in the dimly lit arcade were the groans of the defeated Hunters scattered around them.
Suzune leaned against the wall, wiping a smear of blood from her cheek with the back of her hand.
"That's the last of them," she muttered, her voice low but steady.
Sakai gave a short laugh, his chest heaving. "They came at us like a pack of wolves, and look where that got them."
He kicked aside a broken pipe lying at his feet. "Guess even wolves can't bite through iron."
Shuo exhaled through his nose, glancing around. "Save the jokes. We need to check on the boss."
At that, Suzune's laughter died down.
