'Chainsaw'

The scorching plasma grew larger the closer it got to its target.

It swelled in volume until it nearly filled the entire corridor!

The edges of the plasma tide's rampage even melted parts of the walls.

Drops of dark red magma dripped down.

At the same time, even before the plasma truly arrived.

The extreme heat that twisted the air had already struck.

The Blonde Woman's exposed fair skin suddenly cracked, and her golden hair burst into flames.

In just a moment.

She completely shed her arrogant demeanor.

Leaving only shock and terror!

"Plasma weapon?!"

At the brink of life and death, the Blonde Woman stomped hard on the ground.

She leaped backward.

Trying to evade using the powerful thrust of her silver battle armor!

But the terrifying plasma surged like a tide.

Its spread was far faster than human neural reactions!

Sizzle—

In the blink of an eye, one of the Blonde Woman's feet, along with part of her calf, that she hadn't managed to pull back, instantly vaporized.

Even her prized silver battle armor couldn't withstand the million-degree plasma!

She didn't even have time to feel the pain.

She could only struggle desperately on survival instinct.

Just as her body began to fall, she stomped the ground again with her remaining single foot, frantically dodging backward!

At that moment, the azure-blue plasma spheres fully detonated.

The extreme heat instantly melted the corridor's floor and walls.

Quickly forming a small lake of dark red magma!

Boom boom boom—

Yet, before the heat that twisted the air could dissipate.

Accompanied by the deafening roar of an engine.

A tall figure wielding a Chainsword leaped over the magma lake!

The soles of his shoes began to melt and burn.

Smoke rose in wisps from his clothes.

The Chainsword in his hand, tilted at an angle, scraped across the corridor's ceiling, carving grooves an inch deep.

At this moment, Rorschach's twisted face looked like a terrifying demon charging out of a burning hell!

At this moment, the Blonde Woman's once fair and delicate features were completely ruined.

Nothing remained but cracked, bloody fissures.

Her golden hair was entirely gone.

Leaving behind blisters and open sores of various sizes.

One of her eyes seemed blinded by the heat.

The remaining eye was filled with endless agony and despair!

"Roar—!"

Then, accompanied by a roar that echoed through the corridor.

Rorschach, wielding the roaring Chainsword, hacked straight into the Blonde Woman, who was teetering on her single remaining leg!

Crack crack crack—

Rorschach gritted his teeth and forced the Chainsword, which had cleaved in from her left shoulder, downward.

The teeth, made of monomolecular blades, spun rapidly.

The roaring Chainsword cut through like a hot knife through butter.

It not only easily sawed through the so-called high-tech battle armor but also instantly embedded itself into her flesh and bone!

Sizzle!

Countless streams of blood sprayed out, splattering onto Rorschach!

"Ah——"

Due to the severity of her injuries.

The Blonde Woman, who had long been dazed and disoriented, couldn't help but let out a miserable shriek, as if jolted awake.

She instinctively raised her arms to counterattack.

Unfortunately, Rorschach, his eyes twisted with ferocity, gave her no chance.

Blood sprayed.

He used the roaring Chainsword to literally saw the Blonde Woman's towering body in half!

Clang!

The still-roaring Chainsword, driven by the spinning teeth, slammed hard into the ground.

Thud, thud!

Multicolored organs and other human parts.

Accompanied by the sound of the Blonde Woman splitting in two and crashing to the floor, spilled out everywhere.

"Huff——"

Rorschach took a deep breath and yanked the still-spinning Chainsword from the ground with effort.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the motor's roar died completely.

Only then, as he relaxed, did Rorschach feel the sharp sting radiating from his feet.

He looked down and saw that the shoes on his feet were nearly melted away.

The soles beneath couldn't withstand the burning temperature either.

His skin was red, hot, and covered in blisters.

"Sss——"

Rorschach couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath of cold air.

He quickly peeled off the still-scalding shoes and stood barefoot on the warm ground.

Sometimes, being too absorbed in battle isn't a good thing...

Rorschach narrowed his eyes and shook his head with a sigh.

Five minutes later, the pain in Rorschach's feet gradually subsided.

Leaning on the Chainsword, he turned his head to glance at the magma lake glowing with dark red heat.

And the Plasma Pistol lying on the opposite side.

Then, his gaze also swept over the messy remains of the woman.

Rorschach decided to deal with these matters later.

He turned and walked deeper into the passage.

The Blonde Woman, whose name had never been revealed, was dead.

But whether Eugene was alive or dead still needed to be determined.

At the very end of the passage was a cramped room for storing tools and equipment.

Now, it was empty.

Only in a corner near the passage, an emergency light cast a dim glow.

Beneath that faint light.

A tall man, completely stripped of his clothes.

His hands chained to a water pipe, was curled up on the damp, water-stained floor.

At that moment, Eugene lay beneath a faucet.

Dripping droplets of water fell relentlessly onto his pale, pallid face.

His eyes were shut tight, showing no response.

He seemed to have suffered excruciating water torture, along with mental abuse and humiliation.

Rorschach hurried over and, after confirming that Eugene's chest was still rising and falling—

Bang!

He swung the Chainsword, cutting through the chains binding Eugene's wrists.

Eugene collapsed like a discarded ragdoll.

Falling flat to the ground, he didn't wake up.

Rorschach dragged Eugene to the side with one hand.

He checked him carefully, confirming that Eugene had fallen into a deep coma.

This was beyond what he could help with—Eugene needed medical attention.

Rorschach looked down at the blood splattered across his body, then at the still-dripping water pipe.

He took off his clothes and began washing away the blood that was everywhere.

At the same time, his gaze fell on Eugene's clothes, scattered not far away.

About an hour later.

The lava lake had completely cooled, and Rorschach successfully recovered the 'Machine Spirit is Displeased' Plasma Pistol.

He had initially thought about collecting the Blonde Woman's silver armor to see if it could be used.

But he found that the sawed-open armor was completely damaged, worthless.

Feeling like he had lost a fortune, Rorschach expressionlessly placed the bloodstained clothes that needed to be destroyed near the bodies.

He pulled out the Plasma Pistol again and pulled the trigger.

Chi—

A plasma sphere burst forth.

Completely covering the corpses on the ground and everything around them.

After confirming the bodies were destroyed.

The expressionless Rorschach hoisted Eugene, still unconscious and wearing only his underwear, onto his shoulder.

Traffic outside the passage remained busy.

Rorschach picked up the bedsheet he had thrown aside earlier and rewrapped the Chainsword.

Then, he patiently waited for time to pass.

Only occasionally checking on Eugene's condition.

Until the sky gradually darkened and the traffic thinned out a bit.

Rorschach disguised the unconscious Eugene as a drunk friend, used the motorcycle to bring him near a public phone booth.

He called an ambulance from the hospital, and when he heard the siren in the distance, Rorschach tucked the Chainsword under his arm, got on his scooter, and rode away.

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