Nero and subject #009 appeared elsewhere in the mountain range. Since he laid his eyes upon her he knew she was really powerful so he must go all out. He immediately used one of his trump cards, partial dragonifacation on his fists, he did his best to conceal it.
''Now we-
Before the girl before him could finish her sentence, Nero's ominous red eyes lifted, locking onto her with a deathly stare.
A chilling premonition of danger washed over her, there was something wrong with this man, he became all dangerous suddenly. She hadn't recorded enough data, she hadn't foreseen this. She realized her mistake a fraction of a second too late.
Nero's fist was already upon her, whistling through the air as it shot toward her face.
The punch was blindingly fast. The thought to react had barely formed in her mind before his fist made intimate, brutal contact with her jaw.
"BOOM!"
"CRACK!"
