While the night passed peacefully for the members of MyrkLys, in other parts of Valor City, the same could not be said.
*CRASH BOOOM BAMMM!*
In a high-class penthouse hotel suite, the loud sounds of furniture and glass breaking rang out like a chorus of chaos.
"That *BAM* fucking *CRASH* BASTARD CHILD *BOOOM*," Lithlen angrily swore as he flung expensive pieces of furniture around the room, shattering them into millions of pieces due to his insane physical strength.
"How dare he fucking make those accusations against me, altering the public perception I have spent well over a hundred years building up meticulously."
*CRASHHHHH!*
Throwing the final object, an expensive end table, against the reinforced tempered windows, Lithlen put too much strength into his fury-filled tantrum and, as a result, blew out the 12-meter-tall window, allowing a strong gust of wind to surge into the 100th-story room.