Chapter 47:Orientation [1]

It felt as if I were the superhero, "Ironman," from Earth.

Countless holographic lines, equations, figures, and different types of shapes appeared before me.

They weren't placed randomly, either; each hologram was placed specifically in areas that would not affect my sight of the battle.

As I descended toward the three figures, who had all gathered below me like a group of kids trying to catch a ball, I hesitated.

To kill or not to kill.

Of course, this wasn't a moral question.

They had attacked me, intending to kill.

And, if you kill, you should expect to be killed.

The problem stemmed from the fact that these clearly weren't your normal criminals.

They most likely belonged to a larger organization of villains, maybe even djinns.

Thus, if I killed them, not only would heroes investigate me, but the evil organization they belonged to would as well.