A raging tide swept through the buildings, smashing one structure after another in its path.
Two figures leaped across the rooftops. One was tall and the other short. The shorter figure held a long dagger, while the taller figure clenched both fists, blue flames wrapping around his forearms and fists.
Bang, bang, bang.
Blue fist-images flashed, moving so fast they left afterimages, while blue flames scattered through the air.
The shorter figure was Gulu. Needless to say, the taller one was Saint Flame of Sanctuary Paradise. He was one of the first Sanctuary Paradise contractors to arrive in Lube City.
Gulu and Saint Flame leaped between the buildings, both of them drenched. Behind them came the onrushing tsunami, whose enormous waves smashed apart every building in their wake.
"Annoying bastard."
Gulu threw the dagger in her hand. It skimmed past Saint Flame's ear. Just as Saint Flame thought he had dodged it, a row of sharp barbs sprang from both sides of the dagger.
Under a microscope, one would discover a fiber connecting Gulu to the long dagger she had thrown. The fiber was so fine that it was invisible to the naked eye.
Gulu yanked her arm, pulling back the long dagger that had just flown past Saint Flame's ear. The barbs that had sprung from its hilt plunged directly into the back of Saint Flame's neck.
Saint Flame grunted as he leaped through the air. The dagger at his neck was like a row of fishhooks, and each barb was covered with countless tiny barbs. If he forcibly pulled the dagger free, half the flesh on his neck would be torn away with it.
"Haha, finally hooked one."
Gulu pulled the fiber with all her strength, accelerating her forward momentum.
The muscles in Saint Flame's jaw bulged. He