The butler led the group into the courtyard.
Sinnan Slinn was fast asleep, with a woman in each arm.
Click, click-
The sound of a door handle turning rang out.
Sinnan Slinn opened his eyes groggily.
"Hmm?"
A figure carrying a blade approached and swung at him, jolting Sinnan Slinn awake.
Without time to think, he flung his quilt over the attacker.
Then he snatched up a coat and vaulted out the window.
The moment he cleared the window, he saw Kire Yasn and the others waiting below, axe in hand. He was in trouble...
Kire Yasn grinned viciously.
He stamped down and launched himself into the air.
Gripping his axe with both hands, he swung at Sinnan Slinn.
Sinnan Slinn's expression darkened as he watched the enormous axe sweep toward his neck.
He swung an arm forward, producing a soft burst in the air before him.
It pushed him backward, shifting his position as he activated Iron Body.
"Iron Body: Hundred-Forged Balloon!"
Clang!
The enormous axe first sank into his fleshy belly, then a metallic clash rang out.
Kire Yasn felt the force of his axe steadily draining away.
Then something whistled through the air.
Sinnan Slinn grabbed the axe and punched at his head.
Bang-
Kire Yasn had raised his fist at some point, and their punches collided.
The two separated and landed.
At that moment, the figure upstairs jumped down as well.
Sinnan Slinn's pupils contracted sharply when he saw who it was.
"Damn it, what are you trying to do?"
"Megan Locke!"
The burly Marine soldier, Megan Locke, gave a soft scoff.
"Just getting rid of vermin."
Sinnan Slinn gritted his teeth.
"You're asking to die."
Locke smiled contemptuously and charged with his blade.
Sinnan Slinn moved with surprising agility for a fat man.
He kicked