Akira hugged Zaelek once again, protecting him on instinct.
In just a few seconds, it was all over, and Mr. Watanabe, along with his guards had all been knocked out.
When Akira finally raised his head, he couldn't help but feel the hair at the back of his neck stand as he wondered if they were all still alive or not.
The stranger stood up from the chair as he spoke, "They're not dead. I don't have the power to really kill them."
He walked closer and his looming figure made Akira gulp in fear.
"Who are you?" Akira asked, hiding his trembling hands.
The man smiled as he leaned in closer, "I'll have to kill you if I answer that."
Akira couldn't help but feel as if his breath had got stuck in his throat.
"But how would it matter to you? You're already dead."
"..."
"But what about him?" The man glanced over at Kaito who looked to be in a daze, "He knows too much."