Andy was dead. He had become a servant of the monster. Alex had put an end to him with a single punch to the head, simultaneously preventing him from self-destructing and causing further damage to the Investigation Bureau.
Upon witnessing Alex's action, Daniel sensed an aura that felt eerily familiar.
A power of multiplied damage—similar to his own, although significantly weaker, roughly about ten times as strong.
In the Minister's Office
Martin sat at his desk, his brows furrowed and his face etched with gravity. "I declare the situation at Isaac Town as code-named 'Isaac,' and classify its danger level as B+."
"Alex, how do you feel about your physical recovery? Are you up for leading a team to handle this matter?"
Alex remained impassive. "No problem."
Martin's face relaxed a little at hearing this. He then turned to Daniel, "Dan, can you foresee the outcome of this operation?"
It was a question Daniel had been expecting.
