If Man Could Fly

In the midst of heaps of scraps that used to be a proud standing edifice, Asher stood surrounded by a group of angry people as he smiled maniacally.

"What? This goes along with the rules, doesn't it? So why do you look like you're going to try to hit me anytime now?"

From where he stood, he looked up at a group of other people as they looked back down at him, ready to pounce. No one out of them answered his questions, but he didn't need their answers anyway.

Asher took in a deep breath as he clapped his hands together with a smirk under his collar. "If you're thinking about threatening my life then, don't expect me to just stay still and watch."

At that instant, a great shadow suddenly loomed above their heads as a round silver object stretching up to a hundred meters in diameter fell from the heavens.

"Come at me."

———

Some hours before...

"Mmgh~"