A man stood there, not from Bai Zheng's group. It was someone else entirely. Dressed in dark, practical gear, he moved with the speed and precision of a seasoned soldier. He dropped from the roof of the warehouse like a shadow given form, landing silently beside Sylvia's hanging body.
Raiden's heart stopped.
"Wait, who are you?!!"
The man didn't even look at him.
One hand reached up, fingers closing around the chain holding Sylvia aloft.
A single, clean pull.
The chain snapped.
The man severed the chain cleanly before holding Sylvia in his arms, giving one deep look at Raiden before he left.
He went through the hole in the rear wall, gone into the night beyond, gone with Sylvia's limp body cradled against his chest, disappearing into the darkness before Raiden's eyes could even fully track the movement.
"SYLVIA!!"
