"This shield looks pretty tough..."
"No skill can be perfect. Maybe it costs a lot to use?"
"You might have a point... fuck, why did you hit me?!"
"Hey, have you lost your mind?! The Avengers are over there!"
"You wanna fucking die?! I'll gladly oblige!"
"..."
The superhumans were discussing the Avengers' protective shield as they recovered from their paralysis.
That had been a combined attack from several thousand people, yet under that shield, the Avengers hadn't lost so much as a hair.
How could they not be shocked?
But the stronger the Avengers were, the more it roused their ferocity.
Yet as they talked, a few traitors appeared among the crowd.
One guy swung his fist straight into the face of the companion beside him with all his might.
Blood, spit, and teeth went flying.
It was as though his companion had opened a seasoning shop: sour, salty, and spicy flavors all poured out at once.
The punch left him rather bewildered.
But when he demanded an explanation, the guy answered with another punch to his face.
This punch made his companion's face look like a dye shop had opened on it, with purple, black, and red all appearing.
Now his companion couldn't take it anymore. He raised his weapon and started fighting the guy.
And theirs was no isolated case. Disturbances broke out one after another throughout the crowd.
Just as the chaos threatened to escalate, a loud shout suddenly rang out from within the crowd:
"Silence!"
Instantly, as though his words had become law, the troublemakers really did stop.
Not because they didn't want to keep fighting, but because their powers had suddenly vanished for a few seconds.
They had been silenced!
At the same time, their muddled minds cleared again.
When they noticed the scene