Jefferson strode forward, each step deliberate and heavy, as if the weight of his fury threatened to shatter the ground beneath him. Sparks of crimson Aether crackled around his clenched fists, casting a flickering glow that mirrored the storm brewing in his eyes.
His gaze wasn't just angry, it burned with a deeper, more personal resentment, like embers of an old fire rekindled. It was clear this wasn't just about Rex. This was a confrontation long overdue.
"You have no right to abduct a citizen of Stellar City and toy with their life just to serve your selfish ambitions!" Jefferson's voice thundered, reverberating off the walls like a cannon blast.
But the general remained still, his icy demeanor unwavering. His cold eyes locked onto Jefferson's, betraying no hint of fear or guilt. "And what gives you the right to question my authority, Jefferson?" he replied, his words cutting through the tension like a blade.
