In the cleaned-up Star Ring Building, Sean leaned back in his chair with his eyes half-closed, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest. He was recalling the battle that had just taken place. His energy manipulation seemed to be growing more proficient, slowly progressing from scarlet beams to invisible force fields.
Perhaps one day, he too would possess the terrifying power of that powerful comic book character, enough to shatter stars with a single blow.
Elektra stood behind him, her hands gently kneading his shoulders. The perfectly measured pressure made Sean's taut nerves relax without his noticing.
"We can be more thorough," Elektra suggested, bending down as a faint fragrance drifted from her soft body. "Wipe out Hell's Kitchen's street heroes. They'll only bring us more trouble."
Hearing the killing intent in the dark-haired woman's words, Sean smiled faintly and leaned his head back slightly. He had no intention of wiping out the street heroes entirely. Both Daredevil and Punisher were on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s watchlist, and eliminating so many key figures at once might cause unforeseen consequences.
"One Danny Rand is enough to wake them up." Sean opened his eyes, his gaze deep as he said softly, "Besides, I only have my eye on his Rand Corporation."
He turned on the television, where news of the young Iron Fist's death was being broadcast—
"This is CNN. Our reporter, Oriana Fallaci, is reporting from the scene. At 11:32 last night, Mr. Danny Rand, the new president of Rand Corporation, fell from the Star Ring Building while discussing a business partnership with real estate tycoon Mr. James Wesley, and tragically died. Mr. Rand was a well-known New York entrepreneur who survived a plane crash with his parents as a child... According to the latest investigation by the New York Police Department, the suspected killer