The Awakeners spread out, their eyes fixed on Asher. They were cautious, aware that he was a dangerous individual.
One of them, a man with blue, brushed-back hair and a lightning-shaped scar across his face, stepped forward.
His gaze was intense, and his voice echoed across the rooftop as he adjusted his simple, dark vest and fitted pants, both designed for quick movement.
"Surrender now, or we will use force," he declared, his tone cold and commanding.
"You sent a bomb towards us. I think you've already used enough," Asher responded casually.
He already figured out how to use his teleportation again, but instead of hiding, he chose to confront them directly.
"By the way, how did you know I was going to appear here?"
There were countless places he could have appeared, so for them to catch him on their first try seemed nearly impossible unless they had predicted his trajectory.
No response came at all.