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.

was to control. On top of this, in order to maximize his ability,

own, Garwin hadn't been so lucky. Because of how sensitive his abilities were, his hormones could easily be set out of wack, causing him to react inappropriately to

less stoic than Governor Duke Owen. But,

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, Garwin would have to be

files and opening it. His expression became more somber the more he flipped, but his pace didn't accelerate, only remaining

on a particular file by the

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

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

stared at this photo, but it wasn't until recently that he realized what was so off

a child nor the curious nature of a newborn… Rather, its

Coach Owen sighed.

Place of birth, parenthood, even the date of birth was crossed. There was nothing but

"… So similar…"

his life's work was nothing but garbage. Only he and a few select people knew the truth of these matters, but what he did know left him feeling

you to do as you please. It seems

locking the cabinet as Dark

turned and walked out of his office, his mustache

**

units, move out."

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