Tonight's moonlight was veiled in blood-red.
New York City.
Above the city, a gigantic baby curled up and floated quietly in the air. His eyes were closed, his breathing even, as if he had entered a sweet dream.
The halo over his head gave off white light, growing brighter and brighter, visible even from dozens of miles away.
On the streets below, soldiers were taking over the duties of the police, evacuating the nearby citizens from the area.
"Citizens, please do not shout or crowd together. Line up and follow us out."
On an armored vehicle up ahead, a Black soldier held a megaphone and kept calling out. Behind him, large numbers of citizens carried bags and dragged suitcases, noisily following along.
"Damn it, I told you we shouldn't have lived here!"
"It's all that giant baby freak's fault! Of all places, it just had to show up over our heads!"
"Wuwuwu, my house! I just bought it!"
"Where are we supposed to go?"
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Weeping, complaints, anger, fear.
The moon cast down a cold gaze. The giant baby in the sky ignored them. In one corner of this riot-torn city, people unwillingly left their homes behind, noisily streaming out of the buildings on both sides and merging into the crowd.
Above the crowd, Tony, wearing the Mark-9 armor, hovered near the giant baby. He was analyzing the data from his scan.
"The power of the Killing Stone Fragment keeps rising. And what's with this abnormally active brainwave?"
At the giant baby's heart, the red zone representing the power of the Killing Stone Fragment was growing larger and larger, while in the region of the head, the blue representing the brainwaves was shining with unbelievable intensity!
Beep, beep.
"Apologies, Mr. Stark. The attempt to infiltrate the Umbrella Corporation has failed."