Recovering from the surprise, the two slaughterers swung their bladed arms at Gray Bear. However, they didn’t realize that their movements had slowed down noticeably, like they alone were in slow motion at one fourth speed. Their sharp blades pressed toward Gray Bear’s neck inch by inch, painting a strange picture.0

The water balloons were from Citrus, the girl with gray hair and vibrant red lips.0

Her Talent was Slow, serial number 94, Poison-type.0

With the slowing agents inside her blood, anyone coming into contact would become unusually slow for ten seconds to three minutes. However, the effect couldn’t be applied to the same target within an hour.0

Citrus wasn’t one for melee...0