'ugh! This man is dangerous!! I have to escape!'
Hopper thought, genuine fear finally creeping into his chest.
"Are you thinking of running? Don't even dream about it. Right now, you're already surrounded by my men."
Boris said with a sinister smile.
The moment those words left his mouth, Boris launched himself forward at terrifying speed.
Hopper noticed it—but his reflexes were far too slow.
Boris's fist slammed straight into Hopper's face.
The impact sent Hopper flying downward like a broken doll.
BOOM!
The ground shattered violently as Hopper crashed into it, cracks spreading in all directions. Dust and debris shot into the air.
"Ugh…!"
Blood spilled from Hopper's mouth as his body convulsed.
Suddenly, a woman's voice echoed in front of him.
Hopper lifted his head weakly.
It was Alea.
"An enemy of our ally… must be eliminated."
From her hand, she manifested a fan. At the edge of the fan, countless thin needles gleamed coldly.
She flicked the fan forward.
