"Move quickly, I want to get to the headquarters fast. I've not had sleep for a while."

In the middle of the ruined city of Fort Marie, a group of three men in suits walked between broken buildings and shattered streets, the sky above them rumbling with a near thunderous gloom. Their pace was steady and rhythmic.

Mhmmhmm!!

As they walked through the ruined city, muffled screams resounded from one of the three figures, a person tied with steel chains, a hood over her head, struggling on his shoulders.

That foolish kid from the slums had dared to reject his proposal to join Weavetech. He was a nobody who saw an opportunity and threw it to the dogs. Such wastefulness couldn't be allowed, he had to pay.

Of course, that wasn't the only reason. Without Enzo, his chances of leaving Fort Marie to where he needed to be were slim to none. He could only capture the boy's mother and lure him into Weavetech territory where he could take him too.

Things did get out of hand, though…

"That old shithead, so much blood." The young man from Weavetech used a handkerchief to clean a bloodstain on the side of his blazer, as if annoyed by it.

The blood of Enzo's father, to him, was filthy.

Clang!

As he frustratedly cleaned the bloodstain, something in front of him sounded, causing him to look up abruptly, ready to respond.

'Ohh, it's not him,' he thought with a sigh of relief. Enzo had just finished his first voyage he really couldn't be compared to even the weakest of veteran star weavers, however, he still didn't want to cause a commotion.

"Didn't you hear me? Double up!!" The young man barked at the other two larger men as they rushed forward, heading straight for the Weavetech checkpoint.

Unknown to them, however, they were being tracked by a shadow in the dark that was closing in on them by the second.

Enzo had just lost his father, the man who had sacrificed his life for him. Anger couldn't describe what he was feeling right now. And yet, he didn't look like it; his fists were relaxed as he moved through the ruined apartment buildings of Fort Marie, his expression neutral and his gaze focused.

He looked nothing like a man swallowed by anger. Rather… he looked like a cold-blooded killer.

"There!!" The moment he noticed movement in the dark, Enzo changed directions and phased through a shadow, appearing atop a building.

Fort Marie was not just a place he went to, it was his home. He grew up on these tattered streets; he smelled of these waste-contaminated waters.

He knew this place like the back of his hand.

The moment he decided he was going to kill these guys, they were already dead.

"Hm?" Once again, the young man from Weavetech flinched at the sight of movement — something he had done many times on their journey through the city.

This time, however, something was coming for him…

Grinnn!!

The sound of a spinning motor resounded as a figure completely cloaked in darkness descended from behind them and cut forward with what he could only call a grinding machine.

Before he could say a word, the side of his cheek was dug through by the spinning blade, ripping through his flesh in an instant and leaving his face disfigured forever.

"Ahhh!!" He screamed; pain shot up his skin as a hot, raw sensation caused him to instinctively take several steps back and fall on his behind.

The moment he did so, a torrent of rain came down from above, blurring his vision as he struggled to catch a glimpse of the cloaked figure that had just attacked him.

Holding in the pain, he gritted his teeth and focused some more, as the two bodyguards walked forward and created space between him and the figure.

"Coffin! It's the fool!!" he cursed, using his handkerchief to press against the gaping tear in his mouth. After a few seconds of no success, however, he threw it to the ground in frustration.

"You dare try to assassinate a member of Weavetech? Insolent brat!!" The young man pointed outward with a short dagger in hand that seemed to have materialized out of nowhere.

If he had looked down on and despised Enzo before? he hated him now. This wound would take years to heal, and might never heal, depending on what that thing in his hand was.

"Assassination? I'm afraid this isn't an assassination…" Enzo responded with calm, tempered words — but the way he gripped his dagger betrayed him.

"I'm here to kill you!"

In the next second, he sprinted at the two bulky men in front of him and flicked his dagger. The two raised their guards, summoning one shield-type Echo and another gauntlet-type Echo to protect them. But just as they did, Enzo phased into his shadow on the ground and appeared behind them through their shadows.

They were big, muscular men, but honestly? They were nothing compared to what Enzo had faced and killed on Galafray. With a casual spin, his spinning dagger carved into the neck of one of them, bursting through a vessel and cutting off his airflow.

"Hm?" The second one quickly noticed that Enzo had appeared on the back of his comrade with a dagger in his neck and reacted.

His gauntlet blasted through the air and struck at Enzo, attempting to crush his shoulder bone.

Unfortunately, Enzo was able to dodge it easily by drawing the body to the ground with the full weight of his body.

Boom!!

In an instant, it fell to the ground. It was evident, one of them had been killed.

"Boss, stay behind me!!" Noticing this, the bodyguard with the gauntlets shielded the young man even more, taking a few steps back.

Enzo had disappeared into the ground once more and was probably stalking them. It seemed like they had bitten off more than they could chew.

'This fucker keeps getting me into trouble. Now Jackson is dead — how the fuck do I get out of this?!!'

The bodyguard complained in his mind as he backed up towards a wall, scanning the area for signs of Enzo.

The young man behind him was called Kegan Witherspawn. He was a legacy talent of Weavetech.

He wasn't just that, of course, he was also a massive pain-in-the-ass, troublemaking, privileged fool!!

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