"Hello, men. It's me again, Leon Traxler, coming to you between Wiko and Timton." Leon announced, "I hope you've enjoyed this production so far."
Lindy giggled, silently rubbing her legs together, trying to control her breathing. She wanted to control her affliction, but Leon made it impossible.
"We're flying around the border and not seeing many people here." He continued as Caitlyn flew twenty feet above a residential district.
"But we've seen over four hundred ghosts roaming the territory within the first twenty miles in the last two hours.
Considering respectable superhumans can easily run 30 mph, most people should be around here. That tells me that people aren't taking things seriously.
So I thought it would be beneficial to show you the caliber of people you're dealing with.
Lindy dear, will you these people what Phlegethon really is?"
"Gladly." She said with a flushed expression.
"Phlegethon!" Lindy yelled while thrusting out her hand.
