Boom!!!
The tilted building finally collapsed.
Steel reinforcements and concrete poured down like a flood onto the street.
"Scatter!"
Bear roared.
The escort unit split instantly to both sides.
Support structures inside their enhanced combat suits activated simultaneously.
Thrusters burst briefly.
Several members slid almost flush against the ground, escaping the collapse zone.
The next second—
the entire area was swallowed by dust.
Shockwaves kept spreading.
The sound of falling debris came in rapid succession.
The air filled with cement powder.
Visibility dropped sharply.
And yet—
Grave Hound did not retreat at all.
He charged straight into the collapse.
Like a true monster storming through ruins.
Chunks of concrete slammed onto his body—
and did nothing to stop him.
Boom!
Another punch.
A remaining wall exploded apart.
Nearby structures began collapsing in chain reactions.
Steel bars snapped as if torn apart by force.
"This lunatic…"
one member muttered under his breath,
his voice tight.
But no one dared stop.
Because the moment Grave Hound got close,
the formation would collapse instantly.
Bear steadied himself again.
Warnings kept echoing inside his mechanical frame.
That series of direct defenses earlier
had already pushed some structures toward overload.
The shoulder buffer layer was damaged.
The outer armor on his right arm was slightly deformed.
But he still stood at the very front.
Because only he could hold.
Grave Hound slowly walked out of the dust.
Half his body still hung with broken concrete.
Yet that twisted smile remained on his face.
He didn't seem to feel pain at all.
If anything—
he was becoming more excited.
Each step landed on the fractured street,
sending out low, heavy vibrations.
The surrounding Cobra members no longer dared approach.
Some even began to pull back on their own.
Compared to the escort unit—
they feared Grave Hound more.
Because at least the escort unit could distinguish friend from foe.
That monster could not.
"Fall back!"
"Don't get dragged in!"
Shouts rang from the outer perimeter.
Some even hid deeper inside buildings.
The entire area descended into chaos.
Then—
Grave Hound stomped again.
Boom!!!
Cracks spread instantly along the street.
The ground was struck like by an invisible hammer.
The ground beneath two members collapsed directly.
But before they lost balance—
cables shot out instantly.
Rear members pulled them back at once.
The escort unit's coordination was now fully on display.
No one acted alone.
Each person filled another's gap.
Some provided cover.
Some retrieved.
Some watched the flanks.
Even as the battlefield turned into ruins—
they continued to function.
And Scope—
remained in the rear.
Observing.
His gaze grew calmer.
Because he was beginning to see the pattern.
Every time before Grave Hound unleashed large-scale destruction,
his body entered a brief charging state.
Especially—
Feet.
Stomp.
Vibration.
Impact.
Everything originated there.
Scope spoke calmly:
"His core is in his lower body."
"The vibration comes from ground contact."
"Don't take the spread head-on."
The comm channel went silent for half a second.
Then—
everyone adjusted instantly.
Bear stopped holding position.
He began moving.
Constantly redirecting Grave Hound's orientation.
On the other side,
two members rushed to higher ground.
They established crossfire positions.
They didn't aim at his body.
They suppressed his movement direction.
Grave Hound tried to charge left—
Gunfire immediately covered the area from above.
Flashes lit up the night.
Though it couldn't truly injure him,
it forced him to instinctively turn.
Meanwhile—
street debris was pre-blasted open.
Creating new movement paths.
The battlefield began to shift like a trap.
Lucian stood at the rear.
Watching quietly.
This was his first time truly seeing—
how a modern tactical unit dealt with an ability user.
Not by clashing head-on.
But by—
control.
guidance.
disassembly.
Even against a monster,
they could still build rhythm step by step.
Grave Hound was clearly growing irritated.
Because these people were not like his past enemies.
They didn't panic.
They didn't collapse.
Instead—
they kept guiding him
toward a specific direction.
"ROAR—!!!"
Grave Hound let out a furious howl.
He smashed both fists into the ground.
Boom!!!
The entire area caved in instantly.
Shockwaves burst outward.
Ruins were blasted into the air.
An abandoned truck was even lifted halfway up—
then hurled into a nearby building.
The wall exploded apart.
But the escort unit had already moved in advance.
Everyone avoided the main spread.
Even so—
the aftershock was terrifying.
Several members were pushed back.
Damage alerts rang across their suits.
Bear turned sideways,
blocking a flying concrete slab.
Boom—
He was forced half a step back.
And at that exact moment—
Scope spoke.
For the first time,
his voice rose sharply.
"Now!"
The next second—
Charges detonated simultaneously on both sides.
Boom!!
Boom!!!
Steel structures collapsed instantly.
Not toward the escort unit—
but toward Grave Hound.
Dozens of tons of debris came crashing down together.
The entire area was buried.
Dust shot into the sky.
Nearby buildings trembled.
Even the outer members were stunned by the sight.
But everyone knew—
it wasn't enough.
Sure enough—
the next second—
The ruins trembled again.
Boom!!!
Debris exploded outward.
Grave Hound burst out once more.
Steel rods flew apart around him.
Blood finally appeared across his body.
But that only made him more frenzied.
He grinned,
letting out a low laugh.
As if completely immersed in destruction.
However—
the moment he broke out—
Bear moved.
The Bear who had been on pure defense—
charged for the first time.
The mechanical frame output surged instantly.
All propulsion systems activated.
Heavy armor screamed under operation.
The power core load spiked violently.
Even the ground cracked under his step.
And Grave Hound—
had just emerged from the rubble.
Old force fading.
New force not yet formed.
Scope spoke calmly:
"Right side."
"Knee joint."
"0.7-second stall."
Bear did not hesitate.
He stepped in.
At this moment—
he was no longer a heavy soldier.
But a hunter
who had waited long enough.
Grave Hound turned his head—
too late.
Because everything before this—
had only been setup.
The escort unit had retreated.
Guided.
Reshaped terrain.
Scope had analyzed.
Adjusted.
They never intended to clash head-on.
From the very beginning—
their goal was this moment.
Bear's entire body rotated.
All mechanical output converged into his right arm.
The propulsion system screamed under overload.
Electric current crackled violently within the armor.
Then—
one punch.
Boom!!!
The air itself detonated.
The heavy strike slammed into Grave Hound's side neck.
The impact pierced through.
The sound of bone cracking exploded clearly.
Grave Hound was blasted away.
He smashed through multiple walls in succession.
Steel.
Concrete.
Glass—
all shattered.
Finally—
he crashed deep into the ruins.
The battlefield fell silent.
Everyone stopped.
Even the Cobra outer members froze.
Because no one expected—
that monster called Grave Hound
would be blown away head-on.
Dust spread slowly.
Inside the ruins—
there was no more movement.
Only stones rolling down.
Bear stood in place.
Cracks had formed across his right arm armor.
Some internal structures were even smoking.
Alarms continued to sound inside.
But he did not step back.
He slowly lowered his fist.
Breathing heavily.
The comm channel remained silent for several seconds.
Everyone waited.
Waiting for that monster
to stand up again.
But it didn't.
After a few seconds—
Scope spoke quietly:
"Target has ceased activity."
No one relaxed immediately.
The pressure that monster brought
was too overwhelming.
Until one full minute passed—
and the ruins remained still—
only then did everyone truly confirm—
Grave Hound—
was dead.