Clash of titans (5)

**Han Hayoung's Power**

The rooftop of HQ's building stretched wide, its flat surface bearing the faded letter "H," the landing sign for helicopters. The surrounding air was thick with dust and a faint dark smoke, remnants of a city teetering on the edge of chaos. Through the haze, the distant whirr of chopper blades sliced the air, pushing back the smoke as they approached.

President Park stood tall, his arms crossed behind his back, his eyes locked on the incoming helicopter. His focus briefly shifted to a distant skyscraper, watching as a crackling bolt of lightning split the sky and shattered the building's glass facade. In the far distance, several Airbuses escorted civilians out of the city, their silhouettes barely visible through the thick smoke.