Anger.
This emotion was one that Saquin rarely ever felt. His train of thoughts had always been fundamentally different from a normal human. What got him angry was not of the same spectrum as those of others.
Then, even if he does get angry, losing himself to anger was an impossible event.
He had too much hold on his emotions and actions for such a thing to be possible.
Right now, he was not explicitly angry, rather he was feeling more annoyed. Though, he could feel the anger creeping in.
The anger was not due to the bunch of ragtag Empowered littered across the ruins of the Energy Facility. Nor was it due to his nagging concern of Star's current state.
Rather it was an internal problem.
He hated this.
Hated what had happened, and what was still unfolding across the city.
Chaos.
Events slipping through his fingers, too many threads dancing out of reach.
Anyone else might think, It's just a heist. Chill.
But no.
