Start of Volu 3: Re-Awakening
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One Year later.
"Eclipse," a skinny man called out, his clothes mirroring those Neraxis wore.
It was a simple, tight black bodysuit, perfect for covert operations.
And currently, that was what they were on.
"Peashooter, sa plan as usual." Neraxis stated firmly. "That piss-stain Daniel promised to scout it out for us but got sidetracked by so woman."
"That's Daniel for you..." Peashooter replied with a sigh.
Neraxis had lost count of how many missions he'd been on already, yet his progress was anything but slow.
But since he didn't have much ti, he'd go over it later.
Despite this being a suicide mission, he'd promised Amara he wouldn't be late to her cooking lessons.
This was a simple mission on the outside—infiltrate a warehouse, kill soone, get out.
The only problem with that was the fact that this entire thing was a setup.
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