As the fight reached a stalemate, five figures appeared in the sky, grabbing everyone's attention.
Among them were the governor, his aide Edwin, Captain Cruz, the terrorist's king-level powerhouse, and another man standing beside the terrorist leader.
The governor's eyes swept over the battlefield, his expression calm, though the situation was anything but.
His aide, Edwin, stood silently by his side, looking concerned as he glanced between the terrorists and the children.
Cruz, on the other hand, seemed entirely composed as he addressed the terrorist leader below.
"We should stop this," Cruz said, his voice carrying clearly despite the distance.
"You've already lost."
The terrorist leader, a grim-looking man with scars crisscrossing his face, narrowed his eyes at Cruz. His lips twisted into a snarl.
"Lost? We're far from done here."
Edwin stepped forward, unable to hold his tongue any longer.
