Fragments of equipment drifted slowly to the floor, and the laboratory fell deathly silent once more. Only Norman's heavy, ragged breathing echoed within the sealed barrier, mingled with pain and violence.
Green Goblin clutched his caved-in, agonizing breastbone, half his body sprawled on the devastated floor. Blue and purple veins still writhed madly beneath his skin, and his grotesque facial muscles twitched from time to time. His rational personality and the Green Goblin personality were still struggling against each other deep in his consciousness, making his gaze alternate between clarity and confusion. He looked both eerie and pitiful.
Harry stared blankly at his suffering father.
His eyes were unfocused as his gaze swept over the floor-to-ceiling windows, completely sealed by the barrier so that not even a breath of air could pass through; his father, who had been hurled away and badly injured by an invisible force; Peter, who looked flustered and uneasy and wouldn't meet his eyes; and Rimuru, who had remained calm from beginning to end, as though he had merely stopped an ant with a casual gesture.
A flood of jumbled images intertwined wildly in his mind.
His father's gentle instruction in the past, the twisted, bloodthirsty grin he had just worn, Peter confronting his father in secret, and the strange barrier Rimuru had conjured out of thin air.
Everything he knew had been overturned. His brain had shut down, leaving his mind blank, and his hands and feet were so cold he couldn't feel them.
Seeing this, Peter took a deep breath and forced down his panic. He hurried over to Harry, his gaze utterly sincere, no longer evasive.
Speaking calmly and clearly, he told him the whole story.
He explained how Norman had secretly developed a human enhancement serum, how its side effects had spawned