Defeats trio

“Shut your hole, you little brat!” Clements barked as rage gave a vermilion
tinge to his already demonic visage. “Go ahead and take ’im!”
With that command, three men in combat suits charged at D. They didn’t
give the slightest consideration to the fact that he had Nan with him.

No sooner had D pushed the girl away than he was swallowed by a wave of
orange armor. Nan’s eyes were open as wide as they could go. Look at that.
Didn’t all three Vigilance Committee members just sail through the air and
slam against the floor with an enormous crash? Weren’t they supposed to
have the strength of five hundred men in that armor?

If by some chance there’d been a super-high-speed camera there to film this
scene, it would’ve caught D as he slipped between the jumbled forms of the
trio and twisted their wrists behind their backs with secret skill. The wrist
and shoulder joints of every last man were shattered beyond repair. Of
course, even a dhampir was no match for the strength of a combat suit. In
addition to the ancient technique he used to turn his opponents’ strength and
speed against themselves, he must’ve called on all his inhuman strength.
But executing those moves with absolute perfection was something this
young man alone could’ve done.

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