Dabao, dressed in his vigilante outfit as Raven, approached Su Han's father, Jin, with a calm and composed demeanor.
Dabao: Mister Jin, it's Raven. Nice to meet you again.
Jin looked up and nodded, a mix of anticipation and confusion on his face.
Jin: Raven, thanks for coming. I was waiting for you.
Dabao's gaze was steady as he asked a seemingly unrelated question.
Dabao: Do you have insurance on your mansion?
Jin blinked, clearly puzzled by the question.
Jin: Yes, but why do you ask?
Dabao allowed a small, cryptic smile.
Dabao: Nothing, it's just... I want to test Diego, and for that, I will use a berserk drug on him. He hasn't come out of his room due to his appearance, and I need to push him out of his comfort zone.
Jin's eyes widened in shock.
Jin: A berserk drug? Is that really necessary? Isn't there another way?
Dabao's expression turned serious.
Dabao: Mister Jin, Diego needs to face his fears and embrace his abilities. The drug will trigger his instincts and force him to confront what he is. I'll be there to control the situation, but he needs to understand his strength and potential.
Jin looked conflicted but eventually nodded, trusting Raven's judgment.
Jin: Alright, Raven. I trust you know what you're doing. But please, be careful with him. He's like a son to me.
Dabao gave a reassuring nod.
Dabao: I understand, Mister Jin. I'll make sure he doesn't get hurt. But this is a crucial step for him.
Jin sighed deeply, still worried but willing to let Raven proceed.
Jin: Very well. I'll leave it in your hands. Just... please, keep him safe.
Dabao placed a comforting hand on Jin's shoulder.
Dabao: I will. Diego is in good hands.
Dabao stood in front of Diego's room, his expression focused and determined. He glanced back at Jin, who stood at a safe distance, concern etched on his face.
Dabao: Step back, Mister Jin. This could get intense.
Jin nodded, retreating further down the hallway. Dabao took a deep breath, then hurled the berserk bomb into Diego's room. The device exploded with a muffled pop, releasing a cloud of gas. There was a moment of silence, then a guttural roar erupted from inside.
The door burst open, and Diego charged out, his eyes wild and unfocused, his body radiating raw power. He lunged at Dabao, swinging his claws with incredible speed and force. Dabao dodged the first swipe, but Diego was relentless, using his enhanced physical abilities to close the gap quickly.
Dabao: (thinking) His speed and strength are off the charts. I need to be careful.
Diego grabbed Dabao with his hands and toes, his grip like iron. Dabao struggled, momentarily shocked by the strength of Diego's hold. With a powerful yank, Diego threw Dabao across the room, crashing into a wall. The impact cracked the plaster, but Dabao quickly recovered, rolling to his feet.
Dabao: (to himself) This kid is no joke.
Diego roared again, charging at Dabao. This time, Dabao was ready. He sidestepped Diego's attack, using his cybernetic limbs to counter with precise strikes, aiming to subdue rather than harm. Diego's movements were wild and unpredictable, making him a difficult opponent to read.
Diego's next move was unexpected; he leaped into the air, using his toes to grip a ceiling beam and swing down, aiming a powerful kick at Dabao. Dabao barely had time to react, crossing his arms to block the blow. The force sent him skidding back, but he maintained his balance.
Dabao: (shouting) Diego, snap out of it! This isn't you!
Diego's eyes flickered momentarily, a sign of recognition, but the berserk state held strong. He launched another series of attacks, each one more ferocious than the last. Dabao knew he had to end this quickly.
As Diego lunged again, Dabao used his agility to duck under the attack, then swiftly grabbed Diego's arm, using his momentum to flip him over his shoulder. Diego hit the ground hard but rolled back to his feet instantly. The two continued their fierce battle, nearly destroying the room in the process.
Dabao: (thinking) I can't use my bio-electricity; it might be too much for him. I need to outmaneuver him.
Finally, seeing an opening, Dabao moved in close, dodging a wild swing and delivering a precise strike to the pressure point on Diego's neck. Diego's eyes widened in surprise before he collapsed, unconscious from the nerve hit.
Panting, Dabao looked at the wreckage around them. The Mansion was nearly destroyed, furniture splintered, and walls cracked. He turned to Jin, who had watched the entire fight with wide eyes.
Dabao: Mister Jin, I'll be taking Diego with me. He needs to learn to control his abilities, and I can help him with that.
Jin hesitated, looking at his unconscious nephew, then back at Dabao.
Jin: Are you sure you can help him?
Dabao nodded firmly.
Dabao: Yes. He has incredible potential, but he needs guidance. I'll make sure he's safe and learns to harness his powers.
Jin took a deep breath, then nodded.
Jin: Alright. Take care of him, Raven. He's like a son to me.
Dabao: I will. Thank you for trusting me.
With that, Dabao gently lifted Diego and carried him out, ready to begin the next phase of their journey.