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.

the more difficult it was to control. On top of this, in order to maximize his ability, Garwin had to come up with many unique use

difficult 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

Governor Duke Owen. But, after the Metamorphosis, his emotions were more varied and

now. This was something the Warden had no choice but to admit. If they wanted to place these criminals back where they belonged,

a particular cabinet of files and opening it. His expression became more

a particular

saw in the file was of a baby with large pale green eyes. The small boy had a small button nose and messy dirty blond hair.

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

at this photo, but it wasn't until recently that

the innocent light of a child nor the curious nature of a newborn… Rather, its gaze was vacant, continuously staring back at you as though it already had

Coach Owen sighed.

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

"… So similar…"

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

to do as you please. It

the file away, locking the cabinet as Dark

out of

**

move out."

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