I almost declined it—until I remembered something from my previous life: a case of drugged monsters rampaging through a city. The field team handling it was annihilated, the backup team arrived too late, and everything burned to the ground causing humans living in the city to be wiped out.
I didn't even know that Rex and Ezekiel was one of the field team. If I hadn't accepted this mission, Rex and Ezekiel would've surely been the ones killed.
I dashed through the battlefield, killing every Lazari I crossed paths with. By the time I snapped out of my focused trance, the entire swarm was gone—slaughtered down to the very last body.
None escaped.
Not even the ones attempting to crawl out of the settlement's borders.
I left the tankers for the Field Heroes—they were struggling, but they could handle the rest. While they were busy finishing off the last of them, I slipped away and hid behind the remains of a collapsed wall, dust coating my boots.
