'Hell!! Jackson was killed just like that?! What kind of monster are we messing with here?'
The bodyguard frowned as he braced his gauntlets forming what seemed to be an energy shield. Enzo has some sort of disappearing ability on him, meaning he could be anywhere right now.
Those kinds of enemies were the worse to fight against, that bastard Kegan he was going to get him killed.
"Big Joe, let me take care of this" From behind a calm yet smoldering voice resounded as Kegan reached forward tapping the lower tricep of the bodyguard.
He slowly looked back through the corner of his eye and noticed the young man before him was no longer wearing his blazer. He had taken it off and revealing a tightly fitted black battle suit with a timestamp on it.
Kegan was in truth not just a snuby aristocrat, he was also a really talented star weaver of Weavetech. A much better fighter than them in fact.
