Scott moved forward.
The heavy step of his armor made the ground quake.
His fiery cape of blood hissed loudly as raindrops evaporated against it.
The crowd parted like the sea, too terrified to stay in his path.
Then, Judy Cho broke through the barrier of fear.
"Judy—wait, stop!"
Her cameraman hissed and tugged her jacket.
"Don't do it!"
She yanked her arm free. "Shut up and keep rolling."
Judy took a deep breath and rushed in front of Scott, then held her mic out.
The cameraman stayed a safe distance, while shaking his head vehemently.
His wide, pleading eyes begged her to reconsider.
『This woman is crazy…』
That's all he could think about as he clutched the camera tightly, half ready to bolt for safety.
Scott loomed over her as his blood-red visor glowed through the storm.
"Excuse me!"
