Myles saw everything.
From his position with his attention fixed entirely on the center of the battlefield, he caught the moment Red's fist connected and the next instant Michael's body was sent flying, and the way the air seemed to shatter under that single blow.
It happened so fast that most of the others didn't fully register it because they were still occupied with their own fights and survival, but Myles saw it clearly, every detail etched into his mind as the reality of the situation settled deeper.
His eyes twitched slightly as they remained locked onto Red.
"It doesn't look like he is a human anymore."
The thought formed slowly. It became heavy and undeniable as he watched Red stand there, completely unbothered, as if everything that had just happened meant nothing at all.
Myles had already seen the regeneration once, but now that image replayed in his mind again. How the burned flesh had restored itself so effortlessly.
