'Activate Cold Blooded Heart.'
'Talent: Combat Instinct.'
'Full Power...'
In an instant, Ace, who thought his target had been easily secured and wanted to kill Miles without leaving a trace, felt a sense of imminent danger from the high schooler.
"What the—"
Bursting out a curse, his heart shuddered and his eyes widened.
Ace realized he couldn't move any of his limbs. But as someone whose life was at risk by just living, he pushed onward with his will, hoping to press the trigger.
Bang.
Shatter!
Utilizing his full strength, backed with combat instinct, Miles was like a terminator.
The car's glass didn't even last a split second before Miles' hand shot through and grabbed Ace's hand.
Before the latter could react, he felt a powerful jolt that outright dislocated his shoulder joint, threatening to rip his arm off with just an extra pull, but instead a crushing crack sound distinctively reverberated through the air.
