The blood on the lampshade was the first to solidify.
A drone skimmed over the roof of the low-rent apartment building, with the distant wail of sirens echoing from the streets below.
Kenichi Sora flicked debris off the Mantis Blade.
The special coating kept it gleaming like new after slicing through flesh.
Sora began explaining the technical maneuvers to John, detailing everything down to the angles of force and the techniques for unleashing power from the prosthetic body...
But he wasn't listening attentively.
The hallway's lampshade was smeared with blood, casting a sinister red light, while the blood pooled at his feet started to gather, shrinking the area where he could step.
John was submerged in a peculiar state of mind.
Numbness towards the slaughter scene, reminiscing about his bodily movements, and surprise at Sora's mastery of the prosthetic control.
