The air was thick with a lethal silence.
Like water meeting cold air, it gradually solidified.
Inside the residential area, the occasional pedestrians had already retreated. Ordinary people moved farther back, while some Awakeners, confident in their strength, did not go too far.
—The uniformed members of the Security Team exuded many strong presences, which could be felt from afar. The Awakener surrounded in the middle was like a little lamb encircled by a pack of wolves.
A part-time journalist quickly ran up the floors of a nearby building, found a suitable position for themselves, and took out a high-resolution camera scavenged from an old market. The lens was aimed at the Awakener in the midst of the encirclement.
Zooming in, the image in the lens enlarged, revealing the face of the Awakener clearly.
He was about in his early twenties, deep within the encirclement, yet there was not a hint of panic to be seen, only a crooked smile on his lips that looked somewhat... eerie.