"What the hell, who's got the guts to tail the Aurellan family's car? They really must have a death wish!"
Joshua seemed to regain some of his spirit, immediately shouting in fury. His mood was already foul.
"Sylus, you must capture one alive for me to torment!"
He said it outright, without the slightest restraint.
Sylus only shrugged, saying nothing.
"G, you drive." At that moment, Athena gave the order.
G immediately stood up, swiftly moving forward to replace the driver. At the same time, their vehicle began to transform—the wheels folding away, the frame compacting until it reshaped into a sleek, glossy black teardrop.
The jet engine at the rear started to spin, streams of blue mixed with orange flames bursting forth, and the car shot straight toward the sky!
Louis instinctively clutched the back of his seat, lips pressed tight, his face twisted in such horror that he looked as if he could vomit right then and there.
