"Uh…" Everyone froze for a second, thinking, Seriously? That's it?
The most cowardly zombie really lived up to his reputation…
Samuel sneered when he saw this. "At least you know your place. Now, where's Damon, the leader of the Black Hand Legion?"
"He's dead," Mia said calmly. "Waiting for you in the afterlife."
"What?" Samuel's brows furrowed. He'd suspected as much, but hearing it confirmed still caught him off guard.
Damon was an S-rank powerhouse. And he just… died?
Looking at Chris and the others, Samuel noticed they were all carrying Crystal Core Firearms—the very weapons Damon had been trading with Genesis Biotech. Clearly, that shipment had ended up in their hands.
Mia's lips curled into a faint smirk. "If you came looking for him, you might as well have come to die."
"Arrogant bitch!" Samuel's face twisted with rage. Even now, she dared to talk like that? Once he got his hands on her, he'd make sure she begged for death.
"Kill them all!"
