Foggy yet harrowing screams sounded in the air.
The mutants had bodies impervious to blades and spears, but they were not entirely numb. The moment the flame was ignited and surrounded them, such pain was unbearable even for a superhero.
"Ah—"
From a distance, Lucille could feel the scorching temperature that bubbled up around her instantly. Waves of heat were wrapped around her. Even her hair strands seemed to have been sizzled by the heat at that moment.
Flames soared into the sky, illuminating the impenetrable darkness. Joseph’s cold, handsome face remained expressionless. His deep, indifferent pupils reflected the raging fire.
The plight of the mutants swallowed up by the flames at the bottom of the pit was extremely horrific. Yet, Lucille felt not a shred of sympathy. She moved her gaze away, saying indifferently, "Let's go."
The mutants had brought it upon themselves.