"... Arrow… why did you do that?"
Night Gale sounded a little shaken, her eyes still fixated on the white flames devouring what remained of the opponent they had just fought. The gruesome, bloody scene of their fur-covered teammate sinking his fangs into the enemy was still fresh in their minds, and just when they thought the fight was over, they were hit with another shocking scene.
The dying Carlo Romano had the upper half of his body blown apart. He wasn't given the chance to draw his last breath, the last thing he felt being the suffocating sensation of blood spewing from his mouth.
"Why are you acting so surprised?" White Arrow turned to them with furrowed brows. "If it were that easy to take out a Level 4, we wouldn't have struggled that much. He could've taken out one of us even in that state."
