As the blade light flashed, the corridor where the director and his group were standing was suddenly engulfed in a bloody maelstrom.
The director barely made out that they were two figures wearing exoskeleton armor, moving through the corridor at extreme speed.
Their blade speed was so fast that it was impossible to track with the naked eye, fusing with light, as fast as electricity, leaving no time for anyone to react.
Wherever they passed, blood splattered, causing the director's entourage to either scream in terror or panic helplessly.
The director clasped his gun in his hands, His eyes darting left and right, he struggled to lock onto the two figures, while being fully on guard.
Beads of cold sweat started to form on his brow.
He realized he couldn't lock on to them, not at all!
He could barely make out one person wearing the female version of the Emperor exoskeleton armor; that woman wasn't too bad, she just chopped off a dozen people's limbs and left them be.