The word ‘umbrella’ came from the Latin ‘umbra,’ which meant ‘shadow.’ Regardless of its origin, the point was that umbrellas weren’t meant to be tools for violence. However, they made surprisingly good weapons.

‘Especially a long umbrella like this one...’

Seo Jun-Ho looked down at the ice umbrella he had stabbed between Rivero’s ribs. Because it had all the functions of a real umbrella, if he just pressed a button, it would open.

Rivero glared at him with bloodlust in his eyes as blood poured out of his mouth. “I…urgh… I’ll kill…”

Pwoosh!

The umbrella opened up from inside his body. However, not a single drop of blood spilled on the ground. Seo Jun-Ho had frozen it completely.

“...!” The fiends turned around a second too late, and the curses died in their mouths. They exchanged glances as they stared at the clear block of ice reflecting sunlight.

‘Did you see that?’

‘...I didn’t think he’d move that fast.’

‘I admit that he’s fast, but he won’t be hard to kill.’ 

As befitting members of the Despair Squadron, the fiends started to prepare their own counterattacks. The first thing they noticed was how Jun-Ho could move through the air.

‘He’s not holding himself up in the air.’

‘When he leaped off of the pillar, he grabbed...