Instead, a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Heh, this company's pretty well-equipped. They even gave their security guards weapons."
The security guards wore Masks and uniforms made of special materials, each carrying a baton.
"Boss, let me handle them. You don't need to step in."
One of the lackeys stepped forward.
He struck what he thought was a very handsome pose, and a wind blade shot from his palm.
Whoosh—
The invisible wind blade sliced through one security guard's clothing.
The man even whistled, waiting to see the guard panic.
Instead, not only did the guards fail to react as they had imagined, they calmly drew the weapons from their waists.
Now, there was more than just batons.
"Guns?"
"Does this company have government backing?"
"What's there to be afraid of? We're Awakened. Can mere firearms really do anything to us?"
"Heh. We finally made it. If we don't take this chance to make a name for ourselves and secure the status of Awakened, will we still have any say in the future?"
Every one of the guards was battle-hardened from the security team.
They had faced all kinds of anomalies before, with rules and abilities beyond anything one could imagine.
If they could fight so many anomalies with nothing but mortal bodies, they would not fear a few Awakened who merely possessed special abilities.
The security captain raised a hand, signaling his team to maintain formation. The metal bracers on his wrists gleamed coldly beneath the lights. "Open fire!"
Gunshots erupted. Bullets grazed the lackey's ear and left scorched marks on the wall.
Fuck!
The lackey realized that shot had been aimed at his forehead. If he had not dodged quickly enough, his head would have exploded.
He immediately controlled his wind blades, intending to