Marcus relaxed after getting inside the Municipal Hall. He felt safe now that he moved to a different building. Today was really a bad day for him.
His birthday celebration became a mess after a horde of rotters got attracted to the sound of firecrackers. He cursed those idiots in his head as he catches his breath.
He already vented some of his anger after beating the host planner earlier. He made sure that the man wouldn't be able to stand up for a while to appease his wrath.
After catching his breath, Marcus started walking towards the stairway. His body glowed once, followed by the muscles squirming and adjusting itself.
By the time he arrived at the stairs, he was no longer the old fat man that he is. His body changed shape, and he became a fierce-looking young man.
Marcus climbed to the second floor and encountered a blockade. Tables were used as buffers, while several bodyguards wielding spears formed an attacked force behind.
