Casio, having lived through the era fifty years ago, was the most authoritative to comment. Though both the magician and the catwoman embodied superior skill and finesse in leveraging their powers, it was clear that their energy levels had diminished significantly. They were essentially compensating power with skill.
An action born of helplessness.
Having lived through the Hong Li Federation eras of seventy and fifty years ago, and comparing to the Hong Li Federation now, Casio could distinctly sense a withering wave of supernatural power. Nearly a human inevitability as a result of technological advancements, or perhaps something of a deeper cause.
Brushing the dust from his clothes, he watched as two figures almost disappeared at the end of the road, and he began to follow.
Half a minute later.
Three figures cautiously emerged from behind the stones.
