Zaen didn't bother replying, he only turned the blade in his hands into a crowbar. The second it appeared, Nemesis's face lost all color. The terrifying memory of what happened in that alley flashed before him.
Nemesis snarled, his swagger long forgotten. However, he didn't back down. His upgrades were designed specifically to counter Zaen's erratic moves.
After he had seen his teammates explode into bits of flesh, he knew he absolutely had to evade the crowbar, or at least block it. However, Zaen's unpredictability made it difficult to do so.
That's why the upgrades to his hair blades made them act on their own, neutralizing any attacks that Nemesis couldn't see or couldn't react to.
The confidence returned in him when he remembered that.
This won't work, huh?
Zaen clicked his tongue before storing the crowbar in his inventory. He had a feeling the upgrades would be a pain in the ass to deal with. That's why he hoped that seeing the crowbar would trigger some trauma for him.
