Escape

The Theater in the East District had become an inferno.

An out-of-control humanoid fireball, radiating an ominous crimson glow, rampaged through the wreckage!

Walls, thick pillars, even the twisted steel framework were torn apart and melted through as easily as paper in its path!

What it left behind was not blazing fire, but pitch-black flames as viscous as tar, giving off a bone-piercing chill as they burned cold.

The Public Security Bureau reacted quickly. Shrill whistles rang out, and large squads of security officers in black uniforms immediately surrounded the entire East District, sealing off the Theater completely.

Yet they only maintained a distant perimeter around the Theater, not daring to approach.

The survivors lucky enough to escape the Theater supported one another, wailing as they rushed toward the cordon, covered in soot and burns.

But the Public Security Bureau stopped every one of them from passing through.

"Move! My wife is hurt! She's dying! She needs treatment!" a man roared, holding his unconscious wife.

"There are still lunatics inside! They're still killing people and blowing up the building! What are you blocking us for? Go in and arrest them!" another person cried, pointing in terror at the Theater billowing smoke behind him.

"My child! My child's still inside! Hurry and save him!"

The black-clad security officers remained unmoved, forcing them back with batons. "Quiet! Everyone, get back!"

"Why?!" The despairing man fell to his knees with his wife in his arms, his voice hoarse. "Why seal it off?! The people inside are waiting to die! The killers are wrecking the place! Why aren't you arresting them?!"

"The Public Security Bureau must ensure that the lunatics responsible for the attack don't escape," the officer in charge said coldly.

Fear and anger spread through the crowd like burning hay, but faced