A moment of silence only proved just how accurate Mathew was with his strike.
The shocked look on their faces, the way they gritted their teeth, the look of desperation in their eyes…
All of those proved beyond any doubt that if there was any group in direct proximity of the mall that the horde could target, it would be the main group those people came from.
"We need to go," the leader of the group muttered after taking a few moments to deal with the shock. "We need to go…" he whispered, "NOW!" he then turned his voice into a shout.
The man didn't limit himself to just speaking out loud, instantly pushing himself forward with the clear intention of heading straight to his own demise.
"No, you don't," Mathew said, reaching out with his left hand and stopping the man in his tracks.
He had no angle to put any real pressure against the man's stomach… and yet, Mathew couldn't even feel the pressure of the man trying to just push his hand aside!
