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Eun-Ho stood face-to-face with Chul-Joong, the biggest one of the three men. He was the first target. The thug still gripped the spear, aiming it at Yoon Sol-Ah’s neck.
Soon, his wrist twisted grotesquely because of Eun-Ho.
Whoosh—!
A sword came crashing down from above and with a sickening ease, the man’s right arm was severed cleanly.
Tick!
“Pleeeease! S-somebody, help us! Huh? W-what’s going on?!”
“Why are we even here?”
Then, he realized that his severed arm hit the ground with a dull thud.
Splurt!
Blood gushed violently from his now-empty shoulder socket.
“Aaargh!”
The big guy collapsed, screaming. He stared at his own arm, which rolled by his feet, in disbelief.
“C-Chul-Joong! Are you okay?”
“Y-you bastard! Do you even know what you’ve just done?!”
The other two scrambled back in shock, stumbling over themselves, legs trembling with fear.
“Fuuuuuuck! It hurts! It hurts so bad!”
The big guy thrashed on the ground, face twisted in panic, howling like a wounded animal. It wasn’t pretty.
“Oh, does it hurt?” Eun-Ho asked.
“Of course it fucking hurts, you psycho!”
“But stabbing innocent kids in their necks didn’t seem to bother you.”
Chul-Joong froze and remained silent.
“What’s wrong? I thought you said this was a hunt.”
Chul-Joong’s pupils quivered at Eun-Ho’s comment.
For the first time, it truly hit him that he was no longer the predator, but the prey.
Well, it’s too late, Eun-Ho thought.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
“D-don’t come any closer! I said stay back!”
“You said the weak deserve it, didn’t you?”
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