The members of the Black Hand Legion were struck with terror. They knew all too well how ruthless Vanessa could be—retreating meant certain death, so they figured they might as well charge forward.
"Brothers, let's take her down!"
Faces twisted with rage, they roared and howled as they surged toward Mia.
Her slender figure was quickly swallowed by the tide of bodies.
There were just too many of them. The crowd was so dense, it blocked out everything—no space, no light, just a wall of enemies pressing in from all sides.
Mia swung her Tachi in wide arcs, the blade slicing through the air and leaving behind ghostly afterimages. Anyone who got close was shredded in an instant.
She had become a human meat grinder once again.
But deep down, she knew—wiping them all out wasn't realistic. Her body wouldn't hold up for long.
