It was the Regional Insignia.
The pressure filled every corner of the area, and Fidd was pressed to the ground.
Leon walked slowly through the door, his eyes scanning the area.
As every fallen body came within his sight, the pressure became heavier.
Fidd gritted his teeth. "You were not meant to be here," he growled in defiance.
Leon merely glanced at him before his vision landed on someone familiar, and his eyes narrowed.
Wasn't that the SSS child? Seeing the brutal wounds on the boy's body, his fury raged.
Leon stretched out his hand, his palm directed toward Fidd.
Fidd swallowed, wondering how he could escape what was about to befall him.
Suddenly, his stomach clenched and he realized what was going on. His eyes bulged, and he yelled in a frenzied panic.
"Please have mercy. Don't do this, please. I am sorry!" he cried, tears pouring down his cheeks.
