The Chief of Police's face drained of color.

"No, I mean... yes. Yes, you dare to pull the trigger."

“No,” Jose exhaled slowly, almost tired. “I don't dare to pull the trigger. Do you know why?"

"I... I don't know, Governor. Please, tell me."

“The last time I killed a man was during the rebellion, forty years ago. That man was the Governor before me. I swore to the people his blood would be the last I shed, so Vinland could finally know peace."

The Chief of Police nodded rapidly, desperate to cling to his words. “Yes, yes, Governor. You're right. Killing is useless. Especially killing me—"

"But I was wrong," Jose cut him off, his voice low and heavy.

"People whisper that I'm weak because I let the mockery slide. Because I don't punish fools who act like I'm blind, like I'm some impotent governor sitting on a crumbling throne. And truthfully..."

His eyes narrowed, his tone dropped to a growl. "I never cared about their little games."

But then Jose's face twisted, rage boiling over. His hand shook with fury as the barrel of his gun pressed harder against the Chief's forehead.

"But you crossed the line. You tried to touch my family."

"Sir-I swear-I didn't know about this! Please-"

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"You speak of justice, but all you do is obey Bernard. How can a man like you sit at the top of law enforcement?"

"Governor-"

The shot cracked like thunder. The Chief's eyes went wide with disbelief.

Regret flickered for the briefest second-if only-but then his head hit the floor, blood spilling fast across the tiles.

Jose pulled out his phone and dialed. "Lee, I killed Bernard. And the Chief of Police."

the other end before Lee, the head

"For real."

Jose. About time you put those bastards down. You want help finishing off

up

Lee replied. Then his tone shifted. "Anything else I

a granddaughter.

into the phone, his tone turning grave. "If you're planning to make her your successor, then you'll have to clear out a mountain of enemies inside your own

knew the storm

of us. Let's

undergo a brutal reformation—from the inside. Back at a small clinic in the Vancouver slums, Alex lay on his bed when he heard a knock at the door. He opened it to find Josephine standing there, awkward

"What's up?" Alex asked.

I come in?" she

stepped aside, and she sat

said softly. "But do you think the old man Jose

her. "They still have plenty of loyalists from the old days. All they need is time to rearrange everything. Including...” He paused, the words hanging in the

Josephine asked

want to test your blood, your DNA. Don't pin too much hope

Her voice trembled. “I just... I just want them

her eyes searching. "Alex,

"What?"

people were shooting at you and the bullets just froze in the air around you... how did you do that?" Josephine asked,

then?" Alex frowned, certain she shouldn't have witnessed

you do it?" "Ever heard of a superhuman? That's what I am," Alex replied

her voice.

as

her smile wide and

really want to learn my techniques, you need a strong foundation first. Without it, everything else is useless. That

“What's

his tone turning serious. "You cultivate it by breathing, drawing from

listen carefully-it takes

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