515 Oops! Sorry!

At the center of the floor, a round hole burst into existence.

"That's...!!"

Everyone gasped as the dust and debris shot into the air, a figure enveloped by golden light emerged. 

~tap~

The instant the figure tapped on the floor, the drifting crimson snow turned wild. The environment changed to the wintry days of bluster and ice, but with a shade of crimson. 

Swoosh~!

The guards and elite members' faces paled as the snowy wind whipped at them, sending a murderous sensation deep into their souls.

They shivered, and by the time their minds thought of moving, layers of snow piled up on their bodies...  freezing them into crimson statues.

"!" Hank was dumbstruck.

The materialization of murderous intent can freeze elite mutants to death?! How is such a thing possible!?

While Hank's expression changed for worse, Agatha's brightened. She looked in front and smiled at the man who was here for her and their daughter.