"Who are you?" Chrome asked nervously.
Victor did not answer, but his fist found Chrome's gut a moment later. A loud c***k resounded, and the armored skin shattered like glass.
Chrome fell back with a bleeding abdomen. "How…?" he groaned. "My skin was impenetrable…"
Victor loomed over him and took off his carnival mask. "You pathetic insects have no strength and have to depend on tricks. Now face retribution for all your sins, Titus Chrome. Your master will see it soon."
Chrome sputtered blood from his mouth. His internal organs had been damaged. "Who are you…? Please answer my question before you kill me… It is my last wish… Even killers like you must have the honor to allow death wishes…"
Victor took off his mask and cast it aside. "I am Caesar. The Emperor of the New World Order."
