The Silver Armored Martial Artist flew away. Since he was flying at a low altitude, he didn't trigger the city's flight prohibition.
The City Patrol Department soldiers he left behind were on the verge of a breakdown. Someone even yelled, "Chief! Chief! You had an epiphany! What did you figure out? Just tell us!"
A few of the quicker ones simply broke into a run, chasing after him.
The slower ones were left behind, where they saw the myriad expressions on the faces of the common folk lining the street.
Most of the onlookers were still reeling from the shock of it all, unable to process what had happened. But some were starting to turn their eyes toward the City Patrol Department members on the street...
After all, with the whole city thrown into an uproar, the people didn't know what to do. Wasn't it natural to look to the soldiers on the scene to handle the aftermath?
