Cid - Tears out hearts with his bare hands

“H-he’s gone again!”

They hear the boy’s voice again, though they’re not sure where from. “Makes things real simple.”

“Where’d he—? Glourgh!”

The boy is behind them again. He’s holding the heart of one of the soldiers in his hand.

Blood splatters atop the snow on the ground.

“H-how?! How’d he rip your heart out with his bare hands?!”

“It doesn’t make sense! Earlier, he went down in a single—”

The boy flows seamlessly from one motion to the next.

After tossing aside the dripping heart, he makes his way behind the fleeing soldier and thrusts his arm right through the man’s chest.

“Gahhh! H-help…”

He squeezes down and crushes the second heart.

A flower of blood blossoms on the ground.

“L-look, I’m sorry, okay! I’m sorry I punched you!”

The boy turns his bloodstained hand toward the final soldier.

“In the Lawless City, might makes right.”

“E-eek! Someone, save m—”

He pierces straight through him.

Blood spills onto the alleyway yet again.

“And that makes me right.”

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Volume 4, Prologue