"Fuck! What, what is that! When did it get there! Scared the hell out of me!"
"Is this... virtual projection? Has a hacker breached the system?"
"There's a shadow, is that a person? Hey, I'm talking to you! Speak up, you lunatic!"
The bodyguard at the door wasn't an idiot either, looking at the oddly dressed figure wrapped in white cloth on its head, he immediately drew his gun and roared.
Orange was leaning against the car window looking out when suddenly he felt the air around him turn cold, his breath frosting up on the car window, a misty haze came from nowhere, blanketing the earth in a thin veil.
Then, Orange and the bodyguards saw the formally dressed figure suddenly raise its arm, making a cupping gesture with the palm, pointing straight at the nightclub's main entrance, as if holding an invisible javelin.
Then,
Pierce.
In that instant, a wall appeared out of nowhere on the street.
