South District, Metro City…
The blue streak illuminated the night sky, cutting through the dense smoke and chaos like a blade of divine judgment.
The entire city seemed to hold its breath.
Soldiers, civilians, and pilots alike froze, eyes glued to the glowing trail that pierced through the heavens.
In the command post, General Stone lowered his binoculars as his usually gruff demeanor was now replaced with something akin to awe.
"What… in God's name…" he whispered.
The fighter pilots, circling cautiously at a safe distance, were the first to catch a closer view.
"Holy crap, do you guys see this?"
One of them blurted over the comms.
"It's… it's a man! He's just hovering there!"
"MENACINGLY!!"
"What the hell is he holding?"
As the smoke cleared, the figure became clearer.
