“What?” The leader’s expression betrayed his horror as he took in the scene before him. Without any warning, another silver needle shot out and pierced into his neck. What followed was a numbing sensation that was hard to suppress. No matter how much he struggled to free himself, it was in vain.

“W–who are you?” He spat out with difficulty.

“I’m in a good mood today. I don’t wish to kill.” Dustin walked up to him and said coolly.