Chapter 56
The moon was parked high in the sky, spilling pale light over the rooftop–the only open spot they had to work with.
Clive shot a look back at Regina, his eyes set but his voice a little shaky. “Sorry, I was, uh, doing homework in the hallway and didn’t catch that you’d
been nabbed.”
Regina quirked an eyebrow.
He called crying “doing homework. She almost laughed.
A quick flash of guilt zipped through Clive’s eyes before he turned to face the guy in front of them. “Let me handle this. I’ll keep you safe.”
Victor’s face twisted into a scowl. Without missing a beat, he fired up his thermal blade and charged like a mantis.
Clive swiftly scooped Regina into his arms and leaped towards the rooftop of the adjacent building.
He reassured her. “Don’t worry, I have reinforced tendons. I can jump really far. I’ll find you a safe place first!”
Clive navigated the rooftops of the towering skyscrapers, thirty stories above the ground.
sense of weightlessness washed over Regina.
Clive had braced himself for her screams, but Regina remained surprisingly calm.
He glanced down at her.
Regina nestled comfortably in his arms, as relaxed as a lazy cat. Her bangs fluttered in the wind, revealing a faded scar on her forehead.
Clive’s eyes darkened, his brow furrowing slightly.
Regina pointed to a chair on the rooftop. “Go there.”
Without a word, Clive jumped to the chair with her. “Do you think this is a good place to fight?”
Regina responded, “It’s a good place for me to sit and watch the show.”
Clive was taken aback.
Regina suddenly slapped him across the face.
Clive was stunned.
His head was knocked sideways, narrowly avoiding the thermal blade that had been aimed at his head.
Clive stared at Regina in disbelief.
She had slapped him to make him dodge the blade.”
But… She could’ve been gentle, shoving him away.
Yet, she chose to slap him.
Clive quickly distanced himself, whipping out a glowing red thermal whip from his wrist. He flicked it at Victor.
Regina watched with interest, resting her chin in her hand.
Clive used a thermal whip, which was a perfect counter to the thermal blade,
The thermal blade was a modified arm with a blade that could naturally extend, concealed within the forearm.
The blade was incredibly sharp. The twin blades could effortlessly pierce an enemy’s chest, making it extremely lethal.
The thermal whip, though? That was slicker. Tucked away in the forearm, it was subtle but badass–a long–range weapon that could strike from a distance.
Compared to the blade’s straight–up brutality, the whip was smoother, fancier, and took real skill to handle.
The trick to beating a thermal blade guy was simple: don’t let them get close.
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But anyone rocking a thermal blade probably had their skeleton juiced up with an acceleration cyberware too, letting them move lightning–fast.
The big question was whether Clive could keep up.
Regina eyed him from her perch, curious about how he’d handle it.
Clive could sense Regina watching him from the corner of his eye.
For some reason, he felt more nervous than usual during a fight.
He had already lost to Regina earlier that day, and she had even stepped on his face.
In her mind, he was probably just a lame excuse for a brother.
That was why he took the fight on himself.
If he took this guy down, he thought, maybe things would change for a bit.
Clive hopped onto a platform, darting behind Victor. He snapped the red whip around Victor’s neck lightning–fast, yanking it tight before the guy could even blink.
He glanced at Regina, seeking approval.
She just lounged there, smirking like a cat stretching out, clearly entertained.
She hadn’t expected her useless brother to be so capable against others, even if he didn’t stand a chance against her.
Regina’s eyes held a hint of mockery.
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