Neitherite

The thrill-seeker Wil was out at night for his daily dose of adrenaline, hopping from one building to another when he stumbled upon a crime. Keen on knowing who the murderer was, Wil fell to his demise and later found himself in a suburb.

Apoclysm

Power comes from courage and courage comes from the fear of losing.

Arthur and Mr. Ramos exchanged a quick glance, then nodded. They sprinted toward the battle scene, determined to provide the necessary backup. Mr. Ramos clenched his fist, activating the Eruption Gauntlet on his arm.

"Stay back, Lawrence!" Arthur called out. The young boy, despite his desire to help, nodded and remained in cover, clutching his Pulse Cannon.

Baron struggled to his feet, shaking off the impact from the wall. "I'll keep it distracted! Hit it with everything you've got!"

Wil's eyeglasses flashed data across his vision, pinpointing weak spots on the alien's exposed skin.

"...its joints are the weakest! Focus your attacks there!"

Aralina, Berret, and Neil adjusted their positions, coordinating their attacks towards the Boss's knees and elbows. Mr. Ramos barreled in, his Eruption Gauntlet crackling with fiery energy.

Chapter 50