Chapter 122: The Rain of Fire
"Retreat!" Photon Fury shouted, and many heroes quickly began to retreat. Those with powerful abilities stayed behind to hinder the pursuit, then retreated with Photon Fury providing covering fire.
Many heroes had fallen during the retreat, but the damage and chaos they had caused in this raid were significant enough to force the mutant army to reorganize.
At that moment, a mutant wearing a jeweled medallion walked out of the palace atop the behemoth’s back. He unsheathed a gladius from his waist and flew toward Photon Fury, who was devastating his army.
"The Khan!" Photon Fury blurted out before brandishing her two photon blades and engaging the Khan in combat.
The bronze-like gladius clashed against the two superheated photon blades. Surprisingly... or perhaps as expected, the gladius didn’t even suffer a scratch from the intense heat that could easily cut through a behemoth’s leg.
Several fierce moves later, as the two fought with lethal intent, Photon Fury had never felt more grateful for the hellish training regime she had endured. That training was the only reason she could resist the mutant Khan.
She could feel it, her arm strength alone couldn’t match the Khan’s. If not for her skill in parrying and diverting the force of his blows, she would already have been reduced to dissected remains.
"You’re a good warrior, human. Speak your name," the Khan said with a satisfied smile.
"Photon Fury," she answered, her eyes glancing toward the group of heroes still retreating. If talking with this mutant Khan bought them even a little more time to escape, she would take the chance.
"No, I mean your real name," the Khan asked.
"Pamela..." she paused, discomfort rising in her chest, but in the end, she said it. "Diamond," replied Photon Fury.
"Diamond! Good, the strong but beautiful stone!" the Khan said with admiration. His tone carried no mockery or sarcasm.