Chapter 5
Ironically, the moment I realized who he was, my hand froze midair, just before touching him. At the same time, I felt pathetic.
It hadn’t even been a few hours since I swore to do everything in my power to stop the world from being devoured by the Catastrophe—and yet here I was, hesitating.
I let out a bitter smile and lifted the boy off the operating table. He looked up at me blankly with a neutral expression but didn’t resist, letting himself be held.
Supporting him with one arm, I bent down to pick up my scabbard and sheathed my sword. Then, I grabbed the syringe that had rolled to the floor.
As soon as the Director saw the syringe in my hand, her dazed expression twisted into fury, and she shouted out.
“You fuckers, what are you doing?! Stop that bastard right now!”
“Uh—uhhh...”
“I-I’ll call the guards!”
No matter how much she raged, these people were just researchers—there was no way they were going to come at someone holding a sword.
Panicking, the researcher who had # Nоvеlight # handed the syringe to the Director ran to the wall and slammed her hand on a red button.
WEEEEEOOO!
The lab lights, which had been off until now, flickered to life, and a blaring alarm filled the room. I squinted slightly at the sudden brightness and curled my lips into a half-smile.