By the time they emerged, those people's skins had begun to rot. Pus oozed from their skin, and blood trickled out of their mouths. They were going to die soon.

"Go after them! Don't let them get away!" Two of the masked killers went after Natasha and the others. However, before they could even get past the door, a flash of light sliced their heads off cleanly.

"I'm your opponent." Dustin stood in front of the door regally, holding a broken sword. Even the poisonous gas seemed afraid to go n