The crowd carved a path for Raiden, and he peered in Noelle's direction. Her eyes were solid white, no pupils visible, as metal erupted from the ground to coil around her body where she lay thrashing against the restraints. Worse still, Raiden couldn't spot Ash anywhere.
He gritted his teeth, growling like a mad beast. His fists clenched tight as veins popped along his trembling frame.
The four Justice Armadas turned as they sensed his presence. Raiden hardly looked at them, catching only flashes of dark and yellow auras before the air itself seemed to ripple. In the next instant, he stood before the closest of them.
A lightning-fast strike to the gut, then chest; too quick for any defense. He flowed to the next target, snapping the neck with a wet crack as blood sprayed hot across his face.
However, before he could make another move, dizziness hit him like a wave. Everything slowed—his movements growing thick and clumsy as he stood locked in place, knees bent.
