Arthur had his eyes fixed on the troops before him.
There were two soldiers at Diamond 1, who seemed to be the leaders of their teams.
The one on the right looked to be from the authorities, seeing the group behind him, while the other was easy to identify by the armour he wore.
Arthur's aim wasn't to kill anyone, but to ensure that none of the soldiers here reached their destinations.
Spreading fear among them was just a secondary task.
Or maybe it was the primary one, depending on how one perceived the situation.
At the moment, Arthur had limited his rank to Diamond 1.
He hadn't only disguised his rank, but also limited his strength, as a form of precaution.
If an Immortal were to somehow observe the battle, it was better not to leave a trace behind.
"This is the last time that I am warning you... stop right there, and let us communicate—"
Swoosh!
Just as the distance was reduced to some ten feet, Arthur vanished from his place, before arriving at the nearest soldier.
