The two of them felt utterly exhilarated, reveling in the satisfaction of avenging their past humiliation.
Back when they were ordinary, bottom-rung gangsters scraping by in New York, the police had never taken them seriously, repeatedly arresting and humiliating them and treating them to free jail meals every few days.
But now?
Raymond sneered, his sinister gaze sweeping over the bodies littering the street.
The New York police could only cower behind their cruisers, taking furtive potshots at them.
"It's useless!" Raymond laughed wildly. "Don't you get it yet? Homelander still hasn't dared to show himself. Even he's scared. What can you do?"
"I'm a Supe stronger than Homelander now! I'm the new god of this era!"
He had wreaked havoc in New York for a full ten minutes without a single Supe stepping forward to stop him, sending his confidence soaring without limit.
At one point, he believed the powers he had displayed had sent Vought into a panic.
"Do you see this, boss? You were wrong."
Raymond grinned smugly. Killing that useless fool who only ever told him to keep a low profile had been the right choice after all.
He just didn't know how things were going on Luther's end. Presumably, everything was going extremely smoothly there too.
Suddenly, a deep, powerful curse thundered across the sky.
"Fuck you!"
Raymond frowned and looked up, only to see a blur flash past at incredible speed. He froze, completely unable to track it.
"What the hell is that?"
He looked around in alarm and uncertainty, only then discovering that his tall, thin companion had vanished.
At the same time, a scream came from the distance. Raymond hurriedly looked over and saw clouds of dust rising from the ground dozens of meters away.
A light breeze swept through, dispersing the