Chapter 265: Vicious Battle

Zeke braced himself with one knee half on the ground, the other leg bent in a low crouch. He had too many wounds. He had already bled far too much, and most of his strength was gone. Holding that crouch let him steal back the tiniest shred of stamina. His gaze flicked toward the Leader. The man stood where he was, motionless, and still had not lifted a finger. He let the other three men in black take turns pressing the attack. Even so, the Leader's silence weighed on Zeke like a blade at his throat....