Blood Flame Furnace

Thirteen's voice resonated through the mask, accompanied by the image of a stag-like demon on the screens and another on the ground, making both the Cyphers and the Terrorist's blood run cold at the sight.

Together, they resembled demons emerging straight from the forest, poised to snatch the lives of the Genesis soldiers and Cyphers. 

With that single threat, the screens shifted once more, now void of the beast that had previously dominated them.

Jin glanced up at the now vacant screens.

"Great entrance, Thirteen," Jin murmured softly, raising his knife in the air and holding it in a reverse grip in front of his face.

The Cyphers exchanged glances but remained silent as if they were unable to speak in the first place.

'Poor bastards,' Jin thought, feeling pity as he gazed at the Cyphers, though he was prepared to end their lives regardless.