Lachlan didn't say anything. He didn't need to.
He moved like a soldier, not a comedian that most people mistook him for. His energy was completely focused and clean. He had one mission… he needed to put bodies down and keep Sera's perimeter clear.
Aerenyx's body count continued to climb in silence. Men stumbled near him and died without understanding why their organs had decided to up and quit on them.
Psycho froze a cluster of three military personnel who tried to retreat. The cold hit them like a wall. Their breath locked and their eyes froze wide in an expression of shock and disbelief. Then, almost like a subtle 'fuck you' he shattered each individual one with a flick of his fingers.
The crazy creature even grinned like a maniac when the ice fragments sprayed outward like thrown blades…
Or confetti.
