The dim last floor of the base in the middle of New City was illuminated by the bright blue glow from the knives moving faster than hypersonic speed. The air did not even have the time to scream as it was almost considered non-existent by the magnetically propelled knives, and they appeared in front of Lucas in a flash.
Time itself seemed non-existent, one second stretching as if to hit the infinity.
Instead of four faces being illuminated, it was as if only the face of the father and son were being illuminated, one calmly indifferent, displaying profound disregard, and the other twisted with a ferocious smile that had a spark of madness and grievance behind.
The scene seemed to freeze, before time resumed, and the ferocious smile froze.
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *CR–ACK*