The guy in front of them wasn't just using elemental powers—his body was built like a tank. Tougher than Hellhound's mutated bone armor, even. It was insane how strong he was.
Hellhound clenched his jagged teeth, realizing he was outmatched. "Daisy! We need to take him down together!"
"I'm in."
Daisy didn't hesitate. This wasn't the time for infighting—taking out the enemy was all that mattered now.
Her eyes gleamed with a savage light, her face twisted with feral rage. She lunged first, claws slashing through the air as she charged straight at the bald man.
T-09 turned his head, locking eyes with her. Calm. Unshaken. He tracked her every move like he was watching it in slow motion—hell, he could probably predict her next step before she even made it.
Her claws were almost on him, just inches away.
T-09 raised his hand and caught her arm mid-swing.
