**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 367**
**Chapter 367 Codename Vixen**
In a mere minute, the once-dominant swarm of steelworms had retreated, disappearing into the shadows as if they had never existed.
The metallic creatures, which had been scaling the building with fervor, abruptly leaped down, propelled by an instinctual need to escape whatever unseen terror lurked behind them.
Countless crimson insects plunged into the murky depths of the water, their frantic movements betraying their desperation.
Within moments, an eerie stillness enveloped the area. Not a single living steelworm remained; the chaos had given way to an unsettling silence.
Only the remnants of the battle remained—piles of lifeless bodies bobbed in the water, and the stairways were choked with the aftermath of the carnage. It was as if the entire disaster had unfolded within a nightmare, now receding into the recesses of memory.
Tyler gripped Lisa’s arm tightly, his hold both protective and possessive. She struggled to maintain her footing, her legs trembling beneath her like fragile reeds in a storm.
As her gaze swept over the horrific scene, she found herself frozen in disbelief, the reality of it all crashing over her like a wave.
From every floor of the building, voices erupted in a chorus, calling out Nelson’s name. They cheered for the man who had risked everything to save them, their gratitude palpable in the air.
In that moment, Lása’s understanding deepened. She finally grasped why her boss had been so intent on capturing Nelson; he was a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.
Tyler turned his attention to Lisa, his expression hardening as he took in the blood that stained her skin. With a cold glare, he released her, allowing her to tumble into the water, struggling to sit up amidst the grotesque remains of the steelworms.
“Lása,” he said, his voice flat and devoid of warmth, “you weren’t part of Obsidian Fang before the apocalypse, were you? So why are you fighting for them now? What do you gain from this? While you risk our lives here, did any of them come to your aid? Not one. Pathetic.”
Her eyes widened in shock, disbelief washing over her.
She had never anticipated that he would spare her life, nor had she expected such harsh words to come from him.
“W-why didn’t you kill me?” she stammered, her voice trembling.
Tyler’s gaze turned icy once more, his arm morphing into a sharp blade that hovered threateningly beneath her chin. “Killing you is easy,” he stated, his tone chilling. “But I’m offering you a chance.”
Lisa inhaled deeply, her mind swirling with confusion.
“Your code name,” Tyler inquired, his voice steady, “is it Vixen?”
Her brow furrowed in surprise. “How do you know that?”
He offered no response, merely turning away, his back to her as he began to walk off.
“Tyler!” she called out, desperation threading through her voice. “Our bet isn’t over! I haven’t lost yet!”
But he did not turn back, his silhouette growing smaller as he distanced himself from her.
In the heat of their conflict, Tyler had finally pieced together her true identity, a revelation that shifted the very ground beneath her.
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