Within the ruined clothing store, Cliff stood mere steps away from the gored remains of his friend, pointing his gun at a highly wanted mass murderer. Eden remained frozen at the entrance to the store, too frightened to leave Cliff to his seemingly inevitable fate.
Cliff channeled tan psynergy into his shotgun and prepared to fire. "I'm not going to let you take her."
Van Kaen threw his head back, another string of mechanical laughter erupting from his throat. Then, in the next instant, his fist reached Cliff's stomach.
The sudden shock hit him hard, and Cliff gasped for air. But there was no time for that - he had to move fast to keep up with the monster's incredible speed. Cliff raised his shotgun to the same level as Van Kaen's chest and clenched his teeth in pain. The muscles in his
