Reporter 1 (a bird-like alien, shrill)
"Why were you late to respond? Were you sleeping?!"
Reporter 2 (a robotic journalist, monotone)
"Your defense radars failed. Was it budget cuts... or incompetence?"
Reporter 3 (a scaly politician, smirking)
"Has Borarah evolved? Or have you just gotten weaker?"
Reporter 4 (a human from Mars, tears in eyes)
"My family was on Earth. What will you do for us?!"
Each question hit like a bullet, but Kaizu answered them all—politely, firmly, even when his hands shook under the table.
Finally, he stood. "That's all for today."
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THE CHAOS AFTER
But the media wouldn't let him leave.
They chased him down the hallway—cameras flashing, voices screeching.
Then a man burst through the crowd, shoving soldiers aside.
"MOVE! I NEED TO SPEAK TO HIM!"
Black hair. Sharp eyes. A fellow superhuman, like Kaizu.
"I'm from Candid News! Just one question—!"
Before he could finish, security tackled him. Others leaped over barricades, some even throwing objects at Kaizu's back.
But Kaizu never turned around.
He walked away, silent as a shadow, while the galaxy burned behind him.