“Is this ...... a big explosion?”
Bruce scratched his head and stared at the faint spot of light in his mind with some confusion. He tried to touch it with his consciousness, but the glow flickered away.
In the next moment, his eyes went black, and his entire body fell straight onto the couch.
Meanwhile, inside the underground warehouse of an Italian neighborhood, a bloody trial was ending.Bruce's eldest uncle, Victor, was on his knees, blood slowly sliding down his toned muscles, gathering into a dark red.
Around him, mangled flesh and broken bones littered the area.
Victor spat out the foul-smelling clots and stood up, wringing his neck with a crisp clicking sound and waving his hand comfortably at the overhead camera.
After a moment, a heavy metallic scraping sound rang out.
A si
