FERRARI LOVER — MEETING 11.02

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

YOU'RE ATTEMPTING TO BORE ME !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. HEAD OFFICER.

If Caesar had his mental powers back, perhaps he would have been able to sense Goldenluxury's presence in his mind and be able to try and deflect the attack. Caesar paused in his steps as Bakugou started to appear everywhere and he let out a hiss, having an idea of what was going on. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about it. This provided the chance for Pincher to truly strike and Caesar was knocked onto the ground, with the Captain's icy claws digging into his chest. The flames that covered his body disappeared, mostly due to the feeling of weariness that was starting to cover his entire body. Caesar tried to get consciousness as he glared back at Pincher, his lips also peeled back in a snarl.

Numbness went through his entire body in a flash, almost like electricity as Pincher's claws sunk deeper into his chest. It was hard to breathe now, hard to be able to keep his eyes open. "Wbskrrq zloo sdb." Though his words were laced with poison, the way he spoke was slow and slurred, as he fought his consciousness to stay awake.

//Wbskrrq zloo sdb. - Typhoon will pay.

#psychosocial.