Coach Owen's expression solidified.

"Of all of them, why did it have to be him…"

The words the Warden spoke were hardly audible. In fact, in his panic, the guard across from him didn't seem to pick up on the oddity either.

Seeing the sorry performance of the person that was supposed to be his right hand man, Escobar snorted, his thick mustache rustling.

"Get yourself together!"

The low shout snapped the lead guard into attention, his heels slamming together as his back arched as though a string had been pulled from the top of his head.

"Gather the men." Escobar said coldly. "We're going hunting."

"Yessir!"

The lead guard spun and jetted off, his speed beyond normal human limits.

Escobar watched this with narrowed eyes, inwardly lamenting the state the Metamorphosis had put his best man in. Though the ability awakened by his lead guard, Garwin, was especially powerful, it left his personality somewhat warped.

Garwin was able to control the balance of hormones and neurotransmitters in his body. The good news was that much like Aina, he could very easily train his body to surpass its limits even without outside influences. In fact, he was better than even Aina in some ways because while Aina was limited in simply making her body stronger, Garwin could strengthen his mind and thinking speed as well.

major downsides to Garwin's ability as well. Often times, the more powerful an ability, the more complex it was and the more difficult it was to control. On top of this,

an ability was to control, the more potential pitfalls there were. Though Leonel had yet to run into any on his own, Garwin hadn't been so lucky. Because of how sensitive

past, he had been a man no less stoic than Governor Duke

he was simply too important to Dark Cloud Prison. His fighting capabilities were even beyond Governor Duke Owen's now. This was something the Warden had no choice but to admit. If they wanted to place these criminals back where they belonged,

back into his office, finding a particular cabinet of files and opening it. His expression became more somber the more he flipped,

on a particular file by the title

file was of a baby with large pale green eyes. The small boy had a small button nose and messy dirty blond hair. All in all, he

at it, the more uncomfortable you would feel. The longer one looked, the less this baby

photo, but it wasn't until recently

a child nor the curious nature of a newborn… Rather, its gaze was vacant, continuously staring

Coach Owen sighed.

was filled with redactions. Place of birth, parenthood, even the date of birth was crossed. There was nothing

"… So similar…"

that his life's work was nothing but garbage. Only he and a few select people knew the truth of these matters,

However, I cannot allow you to do as you please. It seems that I

away, locking the cabinet

and walked out of his

**

units, move out." Leonel

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