I Never Said, “No One Died.”

"I-I don't know what to say. I thought that you were powerful, but I didn't imagine that you'd be able to survive a Brawler on Red Out attacking you with an exoskeleton and modified sword." She stuttered with a dumbfounded look on her face.

"Oh no, don't get the wrong idea. If he actually ended up attacking me I'd be dead right now." He replied, quickly clearing things up.

"Wait, what? Did you end up knocking him out? I'm confused." She asked.

"Hmmm? No, one of the other Brawlers killed him." He replied in a relaxed manner, as if the affair had nothing to do with him.

The woman's face was completely shocked and befuddled by this announcement.

"I thought you said no one died!" She exclaimed under her breath.

If Adam weren't around, she would have certainly smacked her hands on top of the table and stood up screaming while pointing at him.

"You asked if I killed anyone. I answered that I didn't." He replied casually, the power of his unbreakable poker face on full display.

The woman's eyes burned with indignation.

'You're a total prick sometimes.' She thought hastily.

The woman had completely forgotten that she was interrogating Grey.

She also didn't realize that she was displaying the emotional behavior of a girlfriend who was lied to.

Even if someone pointed this out, she probably wouldn't have changed her mindset at the moment.

"How many, Alyx?" She asked under her breath. The darkness from earlier had reappeared and started circling around in her eyes like a vortex.

"Do… you mean how many people died while I was there? Or how many likely died later." He asked with a slightly hesitant expression.

Due to the rules of Grey's Labyrinth, he had to answer her questions literally. This was both a blessing and a curse.

The blessing came from the relationship he developed by never lying. Since he never lied to her, the woman naturally began to trust him.

At the same time, it gave him the ability to side skirt details by not providing more information than necessary.

The curse was that if he were found out for side skirting an issue, it would ignite her wrath. Right now was a perfect example of this.

There was no way that he would be able to explain his way out of this one.

"Hah. Haha. Hahahaha. Oh, Alyx. Did I just hear you throw ominous qualifiers into your question? Because I definitely heard some implications in your questions." She asked in a crazed state of mind.

"I… don't want to lie to you? When you maim people hard enough, they are most likely going to die in a harsh environment full of predators…" He explained. While stoic on the outside, he was sweating on the inside.

"People? Multiple? Maim? Most likely? Hahhhhhh. Haha. Ha. How many of them [likely] died, Alyx!?" She seethed, trying her best to maintain her composure. Madness was swirling around in her eyes.

"I'm not sure… all of them?"

[ Dikines was running at him with a Claymore, Tweak would be returning any second for his cutlass, and Sebastian getting tossed out of the way would kill him.

It was in the midst of this chaos that Michael began to act.

"Eloguent, what are you doing ya fuckin' pussy!? Get your cutlass and kill this twat!" Michael roared.

Half a second after saying those words Tweak exploded from his position next to Sebastian.

Luckily, he was barely able to stay standing following the aftershock from Tweak's movements.

Michael cringed, but he didn't have time to worry about Sebastian. Tweak had already reached his old position and was rushing to pick up his cutlass. As for Dikines, he was only ten feet away.

"Hah! You really think that you can wield my claymore, you little tiny!? That they'll break your damn arms!" Michael bellowed at the top of his lungs.

While he was doing this, he moved to his left while staring at Dikines. He wanted to get as far away from Sebastian as possible.

As Michael left the sync zone, light started warping around his body, and his entire appearance looked like an afterimage.

Dikines was stunned speechless at this development. The tiny didn't have that voice? That was the thought on his mind.

No one understands what their real voice sounds like until they hear it played back to them. So Dikines couldn't figure out why Michael's voice was different or why it sounded so familiar.

By the time he had a suspicion about what had happened, Tweak was hurdling a cutlass at his face. Since Dikines was staring at Michael with a befuddled expression, it was a surprise attack.

Since he was holding a claymore, he couldn't evade it in time. As a result, Tweak was able to leave a shallow gash moving from Dikines' left shoulder to his right hip.

"The fuck you think you're doing!" Dikines screamed in pain.

At that very moment, he realized that the voice coming out of his throat was not his own. When he finally figured out what had happened, he let out a roar.

"I'm going to fuckin' kill you! Wait until I rip your arms off!" He bellowed to Michael.

This statement hit way too close to home for Tweak. The moment he heard those words in Michael's voice, he flew into a wild rage.

He slashed at Dikines with an endless flurry of attacks like an animal.

The attacks did not stop, they did not lose momentum from stamina loss, and they did not slow down.

This was Red Out, a drug that bypassed a normal individual's ability to feel pain or protect their body.

If it weren't for his superior exoskeleton, Dikines would probably have died by now. That said, his current position was in dire straights.

His entire body was bleeding from Tweak's surprise attack, his hands were starting to blister, and a slash had hit the outer part of his left shoulder.

Realizing the direness of his situation, he threw everything he had into this fight.

After a successful full-weight swing, he bent his legs slightly and rushed at Tweak with lightning speed.

After reaching the right of Tweak's position, he chopped the back of Tweak's leg with a powerful kick.

There was yet another sickening snap that came from Tweak's body. His left knee hit the ground, and the leg snapped backward, shooting bones fragments out of his shin.

Just as Dikines had flipped his sword upside down to land the final piercing blow, he too hit the ground, albeit for a very different reason.

Trying to figure out what happened, he looked down to find that his right leg was nearly cleaved off.

While a normal human would not have recovered from having their leg snapped in two, Tweak couldn't even feel the pain.

He did not drop his sword due to reflexes, and he did not register that his head had cracked open when he hit the ground.

Once he fell, he simply gripped his cutlass with his left hand and swung it into the back of Dikines' right leg.

In the process, Tweaks cutlass got stuck in the reinforced metal that made up Dikines' exoskeleton. As a result, he could no longer wield his weapon.

In a flight of rage, Dikines reoriented the grip on his claymore and swung it horizontally at Tweak's throat. Unfortunately for him, the blade missed its mark.

Tweak had released the cutlass and fallen on his back. Immediately after the blade failed to hit, he swung back up in a sit-up motion. Then, after raising his left arm, he chopped down on Dikines' horizontally extended elbow.

Once again, there was another horrifying snap.

In shock at this development, Dikines threw out his right hand and gripped Tweak by the back of his neck.

Finally, one final snapping sound reverberated in the alleyway.

Tweak fell lifelessly to the ground.

Dikines fell backward as well in exhaustion.

As for Michael, there was no time for laying around. He had people to loot.]