Pudder, who hadn't slept for a whole night, managed to nap around dawn.
A painful chest and dry eyes told the middle-aged chief officer that he should rest, he wasn't as young as he used to be.
But…
The documents piled up like mountains on his desk as he shook his head in hopes of energizing himself.
Only in such moments, Pudder admired those Extraordinary individuals for their outstanding stamina and energy, something that he always sought after yet was unable to obtain.
However, he quickly cursed he Extraordinary individuals who thought they were above the law.
There were no reports of casualties of civilians during the battle in the outskirts yesterday but more than a hundred meters of asphalt road and electrical posts were destroyed. Repairing all of them would be quite the construction process and once he thought about the detailed report that he had to submit to the mayor's office, his temple swelled in pain.
