The Bloodied Path to Freedom VI | Plans Set in Motion IV

Upon hearing Seiya's words about allowing his father to call in the elites, Hayne hurried toward him, anxious.

"What are you saying?! Don't let them—" he began in a panic, but before he could finish, the heavy door burst open, a fierce gust of wind rushing through as the elites leapt inside.

Seiya's eyes gleamed as he tightly gripped his staff. In an instant, he appeared at the threshold, slamming the head of an elite against the wall with sheer power. A cold breeze swept through the hall, freezing everyone in place with pale faces—the elites marveled at Seiya's speed and might.

This display erased any lingering nonchalance among the remaining elites. They steeled themselves, realizing that their opponent was not one to be underestimated.

The elite who had been slammed to the wall crumpled to the floor, lifeless. Seiya turned away from him, strolling past the others with casual ease and returning to his position in the center of the hall.