Chapter 41 Basically Harmless

Fighting. Risking injury or death, using weapons or fists to inflict harm on others. It hurts, there's blood, injuries, and even the possibility of losing one's life...

It was only now that she truly understood how formidable her friends were.

She couldn't do it. Like most students who steer clear of trouble, she couldn't.

In this city, there were 5.7 million Superpower Users, so why should the thugs of Wing of Death strut around so boastfully? Was it just because of the name of their organization?

What battle required was never strength, but awareness. The answer lay here. It was about the difference in thinking.

Superpowers were like a conspicuous handgun hanging at the waist, scaring those unaware of the details to scream at the sight of the gun. But those who carried guns were normal people too; they similarly feared violence, they similarly feared getting hurt.