The gale had come, as if needles of Gang Air were pricking one's scalp until it went numb.
The instinctual fear of death urges one to avoid, to choose any means to survive...
At this moment, Leonard Churchill had none of that, "Heh heh..."
He grinned wildly like a Joker, his eyes burning with insane self-confidence.
The madness within suppressed all other thoughts.
If he guessed wrong, then so be it—death would come!
It was a split second, when the Moon Knight's punch landed on his head.
Leonard Churchill didn't even flinch.
He watched, crystal clear, as this bizarre scene unfolded.
A punch that should have blown his head to bits didn't cause any harm; the Moon Knight turned into an illusion and passed right through him.
Just moments ago, the fight seemed evenly matched.
Now it had turned into something like a phantasmal scene out of a movie.
Seeing this, Leonard Churchill's face bore not a trace of surprise but instead showed a truth revealed by the flow of Law.
