One hero, two, three, four and, in the end, all... Or that's what he thought. There was one hero missing among the seven who were defeated. His breathing was erratic and he felt a little dizzy from the poison of the arrows that hit him earlier.

He turns towards you when he feels his presence; his body bandaged, those two arrows embedded in his shoulder blade. Garou sighed, preparing himself into a fighting pose; your vision blurred as his fierce amber gaze was staring straight at you. without wavering.

" Just... Just one more..."

His voice was like a low murmur, a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead. Damn, he was going to pass out.