It was evident that Shadow Scorpion had already pushed the power output to the limit!
Yet, no matter how much Shadow Scorpion tried to invoke his strength, the fingers pinching the scorpion tail did not show even a slight wrinkle on the skin's surface.
Absolute strength brought absolute suppression!
He couldn't recall anyone in his team capable of such terrifying strength, able to arm-wrestle with an exoskeleton armor barehanded.
"Who... who saved me?"
His heart pounded wildly, his eyes painstakingly turning to follow the unfamiliar hand upwards.
From his fallen position on the ground, looking upwards, the first thing that caught his eye was the black, impeccably pressed uniform sleeve, meticulously covering the arm.
Further up, the same black uniform outlined an elongated and upright physique, straight shoulders exuding a sense of latent power.
