Kyle stood in the middle of the hall, his breath rising like smoke in the freezing air. He didn't need words—his eyes alone were enough to freeze blood.
Then… he laughed.
His laughter erupted like a mad explosion in the silence.
Kyle (with a cold smile):
"How do you plan to catch me? Did you eat something rotten?"
One of the soldiers swallowed hard, then spoke with a trembling voice:
"Please... just cooperate. These are the commander's orders."
Kyle cracked his fingers and prepared to fight.
But without warning, a thick mist spread through the air, and Kyle froze in place. Relief and joy washed over the soldiers' faces, as if they'd been saved by divine mercy.
One of them bowed slightly and said:
"Thank you, 09. I won't forget this."
Kyle shattered the ice, his face dark.
Kyle:
"So, you're happy to ruin my mood?"
He turned to 09.
Kyle:
"I don't owe you anything anymore."
09 (surprised):
"Why not?"
Kyle:
"Under normal circumstances, I would've killed you for what you did… but I'm sparing you. Consider yourself lucky."
He moved to leave—only to find every exit blocked by ice.
09 (serious):
"Brian is the commander of this mission. We all must follow his orders."
Kyle (growling):
"Don't you value your life, mutt? Are you ready to face me?"
09:
"I'm always ready to do my duty. I don't hate you—but these are the orders."
Ice spread across the floor, creeping near the soldiers' feet.
Suddenly, 09 and Vyle teleported beside the soldiers using 09's ability.
Vyle (shouting):
"Why did you drag me here?! Why should I take part in this fight? You know I hate ganging up like cowards."
Lia rushed in, shouting:
"Please, Kyle, calm down. Just follow the orders. Stubbornness will only make things worse!"
Kyle paused, nodded slightly, then leaned against the wall.
Kyle:
"Fine… I'll come with you after Lia finishes."
One of the soldiers hesitantly raised the cuffs toward Kyle.
But Kyle stared at him—his eyes sharp and icy.
Kyle (in a chilling tone):
"I said I'll come. No need for those shackles… unless you want your wrist broken with them."
09 (shouting):
"He said he'll come! There's no need for restraints!"
Brian arrived, face scowling, dragging three captured smugglers behind him.
Brian (coldly):
"Get the rest of the smugglers out… and you, Kyle, you'll answer for every order you disobeyed."
Kyle (mocking laughter):
"Oh, is it because I almost knocked you down? Going to write a report to Uncle Moathan?"
Brian (furiously, veins bulging):
"You killed everyone and disobeyed direct orders. You will be held accountable."
Kyle:
"What was I supposed to do? Let them kill me? I'm a rookie, not a pro like you, cowardly chicken."
Brian turned his gaze to 09.
Brian:
"All of this will reach Moathan's ears. If you let him run and pull stunts like this again… I'll make sure you pay."
09:
"I saved your sorry ass just moments ago. And this is what I get? Whining instead of thanks?"
Brian (gritting his teeth):
"Do you think you're a seer? You don't know what I would've done... but you'll know exactly what I'll do now."
His eyes pierced through the shadows—a silent promise of revenge.