Triumph

The other members of the Flame Army took a look at Hugo and George. They had not darted far and were clutching their ears in agony. Seeing their embarrassing state, the middle-aged man whistled and his eyes beamed with satisfaction. "Weak humans, surrender! You won't stand a chance against us!" Had these mutated beings actually grown stronger? Lucille's pupils tightened, clearly surprised by this news. Before she could react, all the mutated beings swarmed toward them for an attack! With a stern shout, Lucille jolted the Flame Army from their daze, "Everyone, prepare for battle!" Hugo and George instinctively lifted their heads. Their years of battle experience caused them to reflexively draw their weapons. No guns were being used as they proved useless against the mutated beings. However, they had nets made of special materials, including Lucille's flamethrower and a specially modified poison powder that would destroy the mutants' physical structure! The moment the mutated beings laun