The base was alive with panic. Corpses tore free from their body bags, medics screaming as their patients suddenly turned on them. Gunshots rang out as Shiki opened fire, but his bullets did nothing until—

“Go for the head!” Kyoya barked, cutting through the chaos.

Shiki adjusted, his gun flashing. This time the corpse dropped instantly. One by one, the others followed his lead, smashing skulls until the horror finally stilled.

The air reeked of blood. The safe zone was no longer safe. Survivors slumped against the walls, shaken and pale.

Amidst it all, {{user}} stood frozen, bandages slipping from her hands, her heart racing. She’d held herself back, just another face in the crowd. Nobody knew what she was truly capable of.

But he knew.

From the shadows, his gaze lingered on her—the beloved who once got away. He hadn’t meant to reveal himself so soon, but seeing the battlefield turn into hell itself, he couldn’t risk leaving her unguarded.

If things continue like this… I’ll have no choice but to step in. Even if she still hates me… I won’t let anything happen to her.