Chapter 117: The Commission vs The Union - Part 3
The daylight loomed heavy with tension. Adam lay on a rooftop, his breathing labored as he tried to steady himself. Blood trickled steadily from a gash in his hand, the pain a dull throb against the rush of adrenaline. From his vantage point, he observed Gus and Hang below, their frustration evident as they scoured the area. Hang, especially, was consumed by rage, his fists clenched and eyes scanning every shadow. He was determined not to let Adam escape.
Clutching his injured hand, Adam pushed himself upright, inhaling deeply to steady his focus. With his uninjured hand, he extended his fingers, channeling his telekinetic abilities. The loose stones scattered across the ground around Gus and Hang began to tremble, then rose into the air as if caught in an invisible vortex.
"Telekinesis attack!" Adam declared, his voice echoing across the deserted surroundings.
