Chapter 37.3

"HOLD!" the leading mercenary raised a clenched fist and the mercenaries stopped firing. They waited for the smoke to clear but noticed that nothing was moving and slowly they began to cheer. "The fuck you all cheering for? This area's been compromised, we need to -"

Before the leader could continue, a whirring noise interrupted him and from the smoke, six blades came flying out towards him and his lieutenants. Despite dodging the curved blades, a sickening sound came out as he and the three lieutenants behind him were sliced clean into multiple pieces.

Splat!

The sound of flesh and severed bones hitting the ground echoed out as the mercenaries turned to the direction of Fenrir with fear and disbelief.

Hmm. Combining my elbow blades launchers with psychokinetic energy increases the lethality, Fenrir thought as the mercenaries who stood still in horror began to panic.

What Fenrir did was coat his curved elbow blades with invisible telekinetic blades. That increased the range of the physical blades to any length he wished and he used it to make each blade two meters long before launching them at the leader and his surrounding cohorts.

Now, for the remaining mercenaries, Fenrir thought.

He activated his second shoulder Pivot and shot it at a mercenary. The cable tore through the mercenary and the hooks locked onto his back before reeling him down to Fenrir, who used his body as a shield.

Grabbing a grenade from the corpse he was now holding, Fenrir pulled the pin with a thumb before lobbing it at a concentrated crowd of the mercenaries, who exploded into bits of human flesh when the grenade imploded.

Slightly bucking his knees, Fenrir jumped up onto the scaffold where the surviving mercenaries were and smashed his way through them with his armored hands. Using his Energy Manipulation, he gave himself increased strength that was also augmented even more by his suit, and he effortlessly killed the mercenaries. The only downside was that he was overworking his body as he felt it breaking down due to overusing his Esper powers. He threw or kicked some off the scaffold after severely crippling them before stopping as two mercenaries stepped up while the others fell back.

Narrowing his eyes, Fenrir studied them and noticed that these two were more experienced and dangerous than even the mercenary that was leading the others previously. One was a muscular man who was only a few inches shorter and smaller than Fenrir, while the other was a slim but flexible woman who appeared to be skilled in martial arts, particularly leg attacks.

"Who are you? Why are you coming after us?" the female said but shuddered when Fenrir turned his eyes to look at her.

"Don't bother with him. Help the others escape, I'll buy you time!" the big man said as he charged at Fenrir who tilted his head ever so slightly; the latter could tell that these two newcomers were very close.

Hmm. Makes it easier to finish them, Fenrir thought as he smiled underneath his helmet. Unknowingly, his head moved downwards and, to the two combatants, his teeth-like breather appeared to smile as well.

"Like hell I will!" the female chuckled after brushing away the fear she felt and she stepped up to join the other mercenary. The two then engaged themselves in a close combat fight with Fenrir.

As the man lumbered to Fenrir with a raised fist, the woman used a hanging chain to swing to the other side of the scaffold and behind Fenrir's back, intent on flanking him. Fenrir blocked the man's incoming punch and grabbed it. He then began crushing his fist while twisting it and the man was forced to his knees when suddenly the woman pulled a knife and stabbed at Fenrir's back. Releasing his grip on the man's fist, Fenrir kicked the former aside before turning and stopping the knife by deflecting it with a slap before smashing his elbow into her chest and pushing her backward. Fortunately for her, Fenrir had released all of his elbow blades so the elbow strike he used was not lethal to her. The man attacked Fenrir again after regaining his footing and Fenrir was forced to block attacks from both sides of the scaffold.

Fenrir alternated between the two opponents, using his arms to block the attacks from the man while turning and defending himself from the woman's attack with both his legs and arms. He used his forearms to block a scissor kick from the female while sending a back kick at the other opponent's shin, unbalancing him before backhanding the latter.

Hmmm. Too boring. Time to finish this, Fenrir thought as he got bored from fighting.

After a few minutes, Fenrir began controlling the momentum of the fight and switched to the offensive. He kicked the man back before backhanding the woman. As she spun from the force of his now, Fenrir aimed his arm at her leg and used his freezesprayer. The woman's leg froze solid and she was unable to move as she cried out in pain. Soon though, the pain in her leg slowly numbed as it froze entirely.

"No!" the man shouted but Fenrir backflipped and used the momentum to kick at the former's head. Fenrir's boot connected with the man's lower mouth, dislocating his jaw as he was flung back.

As he landed on his feet, Fenrir spun around and raised a fist, punching at the woman's frozen leg.

"AAHH!" the woman screamed as her frozen leg shattered into chunks of ice and blood and she collapsed while fainting. Fenrir picked her up and threw her off the scaffolding. There was a crunching sound as the woman landed headfirst, indicating that her skull or neck was shattered by the fall which was all the more evident as her body slowly twitched before remaining unmoving.

"Hew buztart!" the man howled through his dislocated jaw as he tried getting up. Fenrir didn't give him a chance and began pummeling him with a flurry of fists. As the man fell down, Fenrir picked him up by the throat and activated his wrist-mounted flamethrower. A little nozzle came out from the gauntlet and, like a dragon breathing out, the flamethrower unleashed a steady wave of flames which hit the man's face at point-blank. His screaming slowly died as his face melted and he stopped twitching after a minute of being roasted. The stench of cooked human meat surrounded the air as Fenrir laughed. He released his grip on the man whose corpse fell down and looked around at the mayhem he created.

Crap, He thought as he noticed that barely any of the remaining mercenaries managed to escape. I forgot to leave one alive for interrogating. Oh well, there's always more where they came from.

Fenrir exited the burning warehouse and noticed sirens approaching his location. Immediately, he summoned his bike and activated hover mode. The bike flew up into the sky and left without leaving a trace behind; the only evidence of Fenrir was the carnage he left behind.