Devoured

"Wallace, are you at your house? Your property is under attack."

Officer Ray from the Golden Trident Group immediately said over the phone after Wallace answered the call. 

"Yes." The young man answered as he deliberated what to comment about their exceptional security service.

"Are you safe?"

"I am. Don't worry about me. Are you sending the police?"

"Mhm. We'll be there in 5 minutes, hold on!" 

"Oh? Alright then..." 

"Don't panic... In case they needed something, just give it to them. Don't fight recklessly, prioritize your safety. Okay?"

"Eh? Yes, sure. I will."

'I'll have to make this quick, huh.' Wallace added in his mind. 

He ended his conversation with Ray while not leaving his eyes on the plasma screen. He noticed that the group had failed to execute their plan as the Force Field had only trembled for a bit before becoming stable again. 

"Cut off the feeds." Wallace instructed to Avalon.