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.

of this, in order

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 his abilities were, his hormones could easily be set out of wack, causing him to react inappropriately to

a man no less stoic than Governor Duke Owen. But, after the Metamorphosis, his emotions

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

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

particular file

had a small button nose

feel. The longer one looked, the less this baby boy appeared to be a baby boy

photo, but it wasn't until recently that he

eyes. This baby's eyes didn't have the innocent light of a child nor the curious nature of a newborn… Rather, its gaze was vacant, continuously staring back at you

Coach Owen sighed.

was filled with redactions. Place of birth, parenthood, even the date of

"… 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 he did

you please. It

the file away, locking the cabinet as Dark Cloud

and walked out of his office, his mustache

**

move out."

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