Around them, the Murdock family forces were rallying. With Elizabeth saved and with Vermont and Bella engaging the S rank enemies, the surviving Murdock awakeners found renewed determination.
But the masked enemies outnumbered them three to one.
More attackers poured toward Damian, recognizing him as the immediate threat. Twenty... Thirty… Forty masked figures converging on his position, their weapons gleaming, their Auras forming a collective pressure that should have crushed any B- rank awakener.
Damian smiled wider.
"Good… Come die faster."
His Obsidian Hide activated.
Black liquid erupted from his pores, spreading across his skin like living armor. It hardened into jagged plates that covered his arms, chest, legs, everything except his head. The obsidian caught the firelight, gleaming like polished volcanic glass.
He charged to meet them.
