Crash!
A werewolf, bound tightly with a rope, was shoved headfirst into a trash can.
In that state, even if it woke up midway, it wouldn’t be able to escape on its own.
And since I had confiscated its terminal, it was safe to say that this one was completely out of commission for the rest of the night.
That made eleven.
The total number of werewolves I had subdued.
“Phew, I’ve still got plenty of energy. I’ve really come a long way.”
In the past, I would have started running low on telekinetic stamina by now.
Subduing a werewolf required cutting off its breath with considerable force.
Even though they seemed like nothing more than minor lackeys, dealing with them took more effort than expected.
But maybe my time spent in Raven’s reinforced training chamber paid off.
My output, endurance, and range had all increased dramatically.
For now, it felt like I had only been on a casual jog, with plenty of strength to spare.
“But... just how many forces did they bring to this small city? It’s a wonder they haven’t been noticed by the locals.”
Still, I couldn’t let my guard down.
Even after taking down this many, there was no sign of the enemy's numbers decreasing.
How many troops did they bring, exactly?
No matter how many I subdued, their numbers seemed endless, and my unease deepened.
On top of that, it had been tens of minutes since I started silently taking out werewolves.
At this point, it was only a matter of time before the enemy noticed the attacks.
From now on, it was unlikely I’d find lone or paired werewolves wandering around.
This was bad news for me, as I needed to keep moving toward my destination.
“I need to get to Greg quickly... but I can’t make any progress with all these interruptions!”
The reason I was taking such a roundabout path instead of heading straight for Greg was simple.
Werewolves seemed to have dog-like sensitivity to smells. Even without sound, they could detect my presence by scent.
If I recklessly charged forward without neutralizing them and got caught in an ambush?
Unlike Raven, I couldn’t confidently clear out a group, so I’d be facing a death sentence.
“At this rate, something irreversible might happen... No, I can’t let that happen. I need to stay resolute.”
Wavering indecisively would only lead to stagnation.
Taking a deep breath to suppress my nerves, I steeled myself for what lay ahead.
Being overly cautious had its limits.
I had already subdued enough werewolves to create some gaps in their patrols.
Feeling the cold wind seeping through the cracks of the city’s decay, I leaped onto a nearby rooftop.
“Echo, guide me. Detect any terminals and provide their direction and distance.”
[ Yes, yes! ]
The wind howling across the rooftop felt as sharp as blades.
The air reeked of the distinct, musty scent of an abandoned slum, mingled with the smell of beasts.
Somewhere out there, Greg was waiting. That thought alone solidified my resolve.
Without hesitation, I hurled myself into the dead, pitch-black void where not even a flicker of light could be seen.
Compared to jumping from an airplane, there was no fear of falling.
I was entirely encased in my telekinesis, stronger and more stable than ever before.
Just before hitting the ground, I propelled myself forward like a cannonball.
It wasn’t flying; it was more like being flung at breakneck speed.
Even my fragile body, bolstered by telekinesis, groaned in protest from the strain.
[ Master! Four terminals detected, 30 degrees to your right, 120 meters ahead! ]
Four enemies to the right, huh? Thanks.
Without doubting Echo’s information, I mapped the locations in my mind.
Accelerating sharply, I stopped precisely in front of the enemy, as if I had planned the move in advance.
“Captain, it’s really...!”
“An enemy...!”
“Damn it! Kill—!”
“....”
Perhaps they were on guard.
Despite my sudden appearance, they reacted without much panic.
But even with that, they were still a beat too slow. I already had the upper hand.
Channeling my telekinesis into my legs, I slammed the ground hard.
The telekinetic shockwave radiated from my feet, instantly binding the werewolves.
With a swift motion, I hurled them toward a nearby wall.
“What the—! I can’t resist—gah!”
Crash!
The werewolves crashed through the solid wall, their forms disappearing into the rubble.
Their tough bodies wouldn’t die from this, but it was more than enough to break a bone or two.
Without checking on their condition, I surged forward using telekinesis.
This wasn’t about defeating the enemy; it was about clearing a path.
Whether they were subdued or not no longer mattered.
[ M-Master! Over ten unidentified terminals are approaching rapidly! ]
As expected, this enemy wasn’t one to be taken lightly.
The moment I noisily dealt with the werewolves, reinforcements were already on their way.
That’s why I had tried to remain quiet and leave no traces.
But now, to avoid falling behind schedule, I’d have to make a stand.
No choice. Ignoring them will only let their numbers grow. I’ll take them all out here.
Slowing my pace, I began searching for the most advantageous position to fight.
Finding a favorable spot was one of the simplest ways to increase my odds of victory.
“This place should do.”
I quickly found a suitable spot.
A ruined area filled with potential weapons and plenty of cover to prevent easy encirclement.
Even if the enemy’s numbers were overwhelming, this place seemed more than adequate for handling them.
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed nearby, like a lightning strike hitting the ground.
The deafening noise startled me, causing my back to stiffen involuntarily.
Immediately afterward, the sound of gunfire erupted from various parts of the slums.
It was as if a full-scale war had broken out, the incessant gunshots reverberating like chaos unleashed.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, my expression hardened like stone.
“Wait a minute... they’re not even trying to hide themselves anymore. That can only mean...!”
The enemy, who had been quietly moving around to avoid detection, now made a racket as if advertising their presence.
There was only one plausible explanation for this.
They had found their target, leaving no reason to stay hidden anymore.
Greg had been discovered by the Multispecies Liberation Army!
Understanding the situation, I whipped my head toward the source of the noise like a rabbit with ears perked up.
“We’ve found him! An intruder!”
“Block him!”
“Don’t let him interfere!”
But I wasn’t the only one moving.
The werewolves closing in on me raised their voices and aimed their weapons as they caught sight of me.
“Tch, sorry, but I don’t have time to play with you.”
Gritting my teeth, I shaped my telekinesis into the form of a giant hand and slammed it down on the advancing group.
Since telekinesis was an invisible force, only a lucky few reacted in time.
The rest were crushed under the massive, unseen fist.
As the dust settled, the sight of werewolves rolling on the ground, their eyes rolled back, became clear.
Judging by their twitching bodies, they were all still alive. Truly resilient creatures.
Still, the strike was effective, rendering more than half of them combat-ineffective in one blow.
Though, considering the telekinetic energy expended, it wasn’t exactly a fair trade-off.
“Don’t panic! It’s magic! Aim for the caster!”
“Wind magic, huh? Damn it... Annoying little pest!”
“Kill him!”
The remaining werewolves fired their guns at me while lunging forward with sharp claws, their movements precise and unrelenting.
They seemed to believe I was a magician and focused their attacks directly on me.
These werewolves had clearly been trained to operate efficiently on the battlefield, risking their lives for victory.
Their tenacity and discipline were far beyond anything I could muster in a direct confrontation.
I extended a telekinetic barrier to block the incoming bullets and began retreating to a more open area, luring them along.
“Of course, I’m not actually a magician. Nor am I some honorable soldier who fights fair and square.”
Crash!
The ground beneath the charging werewolves crumbled without warning.
The stone tiles, though old, should have been durable enough to support them.
It was strange for all of the werewolves to fall into the same trap simultaneously.
No, it wasn’t strange at all.
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I had anticipated their aggressive charge and prepared the ground to collapse easily beforehand.
Once the werewolves were trapped, I used telekinesis to solidify the dirt around their legs, pinning them firmly in place.
Now, they were nothing more than helpless scarecrows, unable to move.
“...!”
Extending my fingers outward, I pointed at one of the immobilized werewolves.
The ground cracked and shifted, pulling them deeper until only their heads remained visible.
The technique was simple: manipulate the ground within my telekinetic range and bury them.
It wasn’t particularly elegant, but it was undeniably effective.
Come to think of it, I’d never used my telekinesis so freely before.
In past battles, I had always held back, conserving my strength.
Looking back, it felt absurd.
I’d fought against opponents like Drakel, Lexi, and Ethan—each of them far stronger than me.
And yet, I had managed to hold back and survive. Thinking about it now, I couldn’t help but chuckle at my own audacity.
But this time was different.
There was no need to hide my telekinetic power anymore.
Even if it got exposed, there were far more important things at stake now.
That thought alone made the world around me feel sharper and more vivid.
“Argh!”
“Spare me!”
“I don’t want to die...!”
Boom!
The werewolves were buried into the ground.
I left them some air to breathe—they wouldn’t die but would remain immobilized and utterly miserable.
“Phew... Let’s move. Greg is waiting.”
Now I didn’t have to worry about interruptions for a while.
Hang in there, Greg. I’m on my way.
Strangely, I felt no fear.
It was as though I could take on any enemy standing in my way.