Chapter 290 — The Slippery Hero
"Care to hear a joke?"
LightRunner's smile was warm and almost too cheerful as he faced the Dark Emissary.
What he got in return wasn't laughter—just a guttural, painful screech that ripped from her throat.
"Oops… someone's in a bad mood," he muttered, scratching his head and looking almost guilty.
To him, the Dark Emissary didn't just look terrifying—she looked pitiful.
Unlike most who injected the cursed serums and turned into monsters, she still had her human shape. But it didn't matter. Her eyes were hollow, her grin too wide, her soul long gone.
And that grin... the one she wore as she vanished.... wasn't reassuring.
She moved.
In a blink, the distance between them vanished. Her fist was already shooting toward his skull.
Too bad speed was his specialty.
LightRunner disappeared in a golden flash, air cracking behind him. He was already several meters away before her punch detonated the spot he'd just been standing on.
