As the dust billowed, the people on the scene were all dumbfounded. Everything happened so fast their brains couldn't process it. They could only stare, mouths agape, as under their very gaze—
SCREEECH—
The grating sound of twisting steel erupted from the dust.
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE—
The noise of floor tiles being ripped up followed.
A figure emerged first, breaking through the shroud of dust. It was the man in black who had rushed to the rescue!
His right hand was extended forward, maintaining its previous stance, having already pressed a dent into the car's hood. His left hand hadn't moved; it remained behind him, protecting the two children.
His feet were planted on the ground, ordinarily as stable as a coiled dragon. But now, he was facing a car. Though not very powerful, it still pushed him backward uncontrollably, gouging two deep grooves into the ground!
