The event hall was still chaotic as ever.
The sounds of coughing, choking, and panicked screams wouldn't end as the red gas kept spreading. Some people were clutching at their throats, while others staggered around blindly as their eyes turned red and teary.
The gas was relentless.
It burned their skin and lungs with every second.
Viewers of the stream were going wild.
Comments flooded in, some outraged, others incredulous, and a few disturbingly entertained.
[WHY IS NO ONE DOING ANYTHING?? ARE THEY ALL JUST GONNA CHOKE TO DEATH?]
[What do you expect? Not everyone's trained for a freaking bomb threat.]
[Bro, there are literally superheroes in that room. Powers or no powers, they should step up!]
[Nightwatch's there, right? What's he doing?]
[Probably filming and laughing in a corner while the rich folks die. Classic anti-hero move.]
[STFU. Nightwatch wouldn't do that. He's not that guy.]
