The scene shifted away from the battle to Ada. She held her self-image in high regard as she viewed herself in the mirror, fixing her hair and doing her makeup. She occupied herself with beauty care since she kicked Zack out - she loved herself that much. The news also played in the background, allowing her to keep up with the events of the war.

"At 12:05 pm, the S-Class criminal Charles Warner and the super soldier nicknamed blessed slaughterer started to fight. The destruction and casualties in their fight and Jack the Ripper's onslaught in California is unprecedented." Reporter Ashley stated. "So much death, so much destruction...this disaster could have been avoided if much better decisions were made by our nation's security."

As Ada listened, a devious smile was formed on her face.

"Thank you, guys," Ada said. "I had a good feeling you criminals wouldn't die so easily. So, because of the threat you all imposed on this country...all eyes are focused on you."

Putting away her makeup, brush, and other beauty care products, Ada stood up.

Thank you, criminals...developer. You all made it easier for my people to fulfill their roles. I'll achieve my goal without any issues.

Looking at a clock on the wall, she checked the time. It was 12:25 pm.

"Well, I suppose it's time to get ready now."

* * *

"You buggers ready to die?" Jack mockingly asked, which unnerved Lancer more than he already was. In the eyes of the super soldiers, Nathan and Lancer, Jack disappeared. He instantly appeared standing on the side of a nearby building. What resulted after was a loud sonic boom.

Splat!

Jack disappeared once again, and a couple of super soldiers found their throats sliced. The sight of blood splatter from his comrades frightened Lancer.

Jack didn't stop at just a few. He continuously slit the throats of super soldiers as he zoomed through the area, hopping from buildings without losing any of his speed. Lancer watched in frustration as his comrades were getting murdered.

Amid the slaughter, Nathan sneaked into a shelter in order to hide from the enemies.

Jack! Damn you!

Jack's menacing cackles filled the air as he zoomed around, intensifying the feelings of helplessness among the super soldiers.

How the hell is he not dead!? I don't understand-- Lancer thought but was interrupted by a super soldier close beside him being slain.

Out of pure instinct, Lancer lifted his arms to shield his neck, and immediately after, his right arm was sliced.

"HAHAHA! NICE PREDICTION!!!" Jack commended condescendingly. "Good for you!"

"How the hell did you get this fast!" Lancer blurted out, knowing Jack would hear as he moved at superfast speeds. "Were you just hiding your speed the first time we fought!?"

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"Didn't you listen to what I told you, bugger? I said I got stronger with every kill!" Jack retorted. "The stronger my victim is, the higher my physical attributes increase! My physical speed goes up higher cuz of my inherited speed blessing."

When the hell did he even have that blessing!? It was only supposed to be speed, dammit!

"Nailhead!" Lancer called out, who was still clutching his bleeding eyes. "We super soldiers have inhibited pain receptors, so would you stop acting like a damn baby and do something!?"

"Shut the hell up!" Nailhead angrily yelled. "That bastard sliced my f*cking eyes!!!"

It's not just your eyes that'll get messed up! Jack thought. My daggers aren't strong enough to pierce your body, so let's try this!

Jack began to move even faster. His speed attained such preposterous levels that pure white line streaks were everywhere as he moved. The lines even manifested through buildings, indicating that not even infrastructure could get in Jack's way.

Simultaneously, Zombie arrived with his group of super soldiers.

"What the hell is going on!?" Zombie asked as he noticed the fallen comrades and Nailhead's bleeding eyes. "Where's Jack!?"

"I-I have no...clue..." Lancer responded. "Even if I listen to the bangs resulting from the sonic booms, it's only futile. It's as if sound is nothing but an illusion to him."

Yeah...this is enough...with this speed, I can take down that meathead!

Using the speed he had accumulated from moving around, Jack suddenly charged at Nailhead. Nailhead could not hope to realize this, especially with his damaged eyes.

In a flash, Jack delivered a knee strike to Nailhead's chin. Jack's physical power was greatly amplified by the air pressure he generated from zooming around. That resulted in a devastating strike, which sent the super soldier through many buildings.

"Oh, that was a good strike, huh, buggers?" Jack nonchalantly asked both Lancer and Zombie, to which they finally noticed the criminal standing before them. "Let's see if he's still good," Jack said before once again disappearing before their eyes.

"Dammit! Get him!" Zombie frantically ordered.

After being struck by Jack, Nailhead struggled to pull himself up. His mouth was open and unable to close, as his jaw was hanging much farther than what was physically possible, only connected by a few pieces of skin. Even worse, his teeth fell out as he desperately tried to close his mouth forcibly.

"Wow, bugger," Jack said as he appeared before and stooped to Nailhead's level. "You're jaw is just f*cked, huh?"

Nailhead turned in Jack's direction, and although his eyes and mouth were destroyed, Jack could tell that Nailhead was seething with rage. Unsurprisingly, Jack became amused at his anger.

"Unfortunately, your body is so tough. Otherwise I wouldn't have to go for soft spots on your body," Jack said. "Oh well. Die, bugger."

In a swift motion, Jack sliced a large part of Nailhead's tongue, and like a fountain, blood immediately flowed excessively.

"JACK!" Lancer yelled as he and Zombie rushed Jack to land an attack. It was futile, of course, as Jack moved away.

"Just in time, guys!" Jack said as he appeared a good distance away. "You came just in time to see one of your strongest comrades kick the bucket!"

With concern and frustration on their faces, they looked over to Nailhead. They saw just in time as the life left their ally's body, and his body relaxed to the ground. He was lying face-first in the blood that was flowing from his severed tongue.

This guy became a super soldier when crime was most rampant. Zombie thought. Out of us all, he was forced to make the most modifications to his physical strength to combat the crime, which was why his mind...became skewed. Apart from the blessed slaughterer, he had the highest physical strength...and Jack killed him!?

Suddenly, Jack began moving around once again. The super soldiers, who arrived a bit later due to being slower, wanted to attack Jack, but they knew it was impossible with his current speed. The blessed hunter was the same, as the only thing Lancer could do was hold his spear.

Once again, Jack's maniacal laughter was audible.

"HAHAHA! Lancer was it!?" Jack suddenly asked, shocking Lancer as his codename was yelled out. "I'll kill you next! Didn't you say that my speed was disappointing!? So why the hell can't you keep up!? Haha...How the hell do you think you guys can win!?"

This declaration by Jack only caused Lancer to become fearful. For the super soldier, thoughts of his own death might become real.