A tall figure stepped forward from the group. Unlike the others, this man wasn't masked. His bald head gleamed under the flickering warehouse lights, and his eyes burned with an unnatural glow.
"Well, well… I was wondering when you'd show up," the man cracked his knuckles while speaking. "Name's Scythe. And you? You just walked into your grave."
Aleman tilted his head slightly. "Is that so?"
Scythe grinned before lunging forward.
His speed was unnatural and his movements seemed quite inhuman.
'A super-powered individual for sure...' August said internally as he watched his fist shoot out like a bullet, aimed straight at his head.
But Aleman wasn't an ordinary man either... And now they could confirm the rumors themselves.
He activated Perfect Veil in an instant causing his body to fade into the darkness as he evaded the punch easily.
Scythe's punch connected with nothing but air, his smug expression replaced with surprise.