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.

control. On top of this, in order to maximize his ability, Garwin had to come up with many unique use cases for

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 his abilities were, his hormones could easily be

a man no less stoic than 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

into his office, finding a particular cabinet of files and opening it. His expression became more somber the more he flipped, but his pace didn't accelerate, only remaining even from start to

he landed on a particular

the file was of a baby with large pale green eyes. The small boy had a small button nose and

would feel. The longer one looked, the less this baby boy appeared

how many times he had stared at this photo, but it

didn't have the innocent light of a child nor the curious nature of

Coach Owen sighed.

date of birth was crossed. There was nothing but this picture and the prisoner's code. Nothing more,

"… So similar…"

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

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

locking the cabinet as Dark Cloud Prison

he turned and walked out of his office, his

**

move out." Leonel

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