Klang!
The massive metal structure stood between us, taller than the both of us and wide enough with a reasonable curve.
Its presence instantly carved in a sense of urgency within me, my eyes snapped to the emblem engraved in its center.
A pair of gauntlet fists gripping a war banner.
I gasped. "War Man!?!"
His figure descended calmly from the sky.
Clang!
His armored boots pressing down against the shattered concrete with enough force to send small pebbles bouncing softly.
"That's enough," he said.
His voice was amplified from the resonating properties of his helmet. "Both of you... Stand down!!!"
Golden Guardian didn't flinch, his eyes were still burning with a gold blaze. A soft chuckle escaped his lips and his knuckles cracked ominously.
I steadied myself, my breathing shallow with anticipation.
Were they going to gang up against me?
Was War Man insecure about his S-Class status as well?
