RUMBLE!!!
Countless fragments of rock rained down, but before they could touch the ground, they were enveloped by a brilliant emerald green light, freezing them in mid-air.
Amidst the suspended dust and debris, a small figure slowly descended.
She stood with her arms crossed, looking down at everything below.
S-Class Hero Rank 2, Terrible Tornado.
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze piercing through the swirling smoke and dust, landing on Fubuki, who was wearing a dark green long dress.
"You're here too, Fubuki."
Facing this oppressive feeling that could suffocate ordinary heroes, Fubuki took a deep breath.
If this were before, she would likely already have weak legs, overwhelmed and helpless before her Older Sister's absolute power.
But now, things were different.
Fubuki subconsciously glanced at the man beside her out of the corner of her eye.
KING remained standing there, hands still in his pockets and expressionless, his posture completely unshaken even as the sky seemed to collapse above them.
"The path of the strong lies in utilizing the power of allies."
An inexplicable surge of courage welled up from her heart.
Fubuki straightened her back, her emerald green eyes filled with unprecedented determination.
She looked straight at Terrible Tornado in the air, her voice taut yet remarkably clear:
"Older Sister..."
"What did you do to the Blizzard Group members?"
Fubuki's fingers tightly gripped the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning slightly white.
Before coming down, she had specifically arranged for Eyelash and the others to wait above, so since her Older Sister had blasted her way down... Terrible Tornado paused slightly.
She seemed surprised that her Younger Sister, who was always evasive and timid whenever she saw her, dared to look her straight in the eye today.
"Hmph."
Terrible Tornado snorted coldly, the surprise in her eyes vanishing instantly.
"Don't worry, I just knocked them unconscious."
With a casual wave of her hand, she tossed the massive concrete blocks in the air aside as if they were trash.
"Those guys were too much trouble. I wanted to come in, and they actually dared to try and stop me with their chatter."
As she spoke, Terrible Tornado frowned, her tone showing clear displeasure:
"But Fubuki, why are you still playing this boring 'Blizzard Group' game with those people?"
Her body slowly descended, approaching Fubuki, the emerald green Psychic Power shimmering more intensely.
"How many times have I told you? We don't need to associate with others."
"Friends? Allies? Those are psychological comforts only needed by the weak."
"We were born extraordinary. Aside from each other, no one in this world can understand us, and no one is qualified to stand beside us."
Terrible Tornado spoke these words with utter conviction.
In her worldview, this was the absolute truth.
The strong remain strong, and the weak are merely burdens.
However, Fubuki did not lower her head and remain silent as she usually did.
She simply listened quietly, the light in her eyes growing brighter instead.
"Older Sister, you are wrong." Fubuki silently refuted in her heart.
Terrible Tornado seemed to sense the subtle change in her Younger Sister's attitude and frowned slightly.
But soon, her attention was drawn to another presence in the cell.
The man who stood silently in the shadows yet could not be ignored.
KING.
Terrible Tornado's incessant lecturing came to an abrupt halt.
Currently, there were only two people in the entire Hero Association whom she truly respected.
One was the elusive Blast, and the other was KING, who stood before her, known as the strongest man on earth.
She had absolutely no way to counter the earth-shattering move from before, the Purgatory Matchless Exploding Heat Wave Cannon.
That pure destructive power, that aura of absolute dominance—only at that moment did she truly admit that KING's strength surpassed her own.
"Why is this guy here? And why is he with Fubuki?"
Terrible Tornado muttered inwardly, her gaze becoming sharper.
She looked at Fubuki's expression, which seemed to say she "had backup," and immediately felt annoyed.
Could it be that this girl Fubuki dared to talk to me like this because KING was backing her up?
Thinking this, Terrible Tornado's expression instantly turned cold. She slightly lifted her chin and spoke to KING in a forceful tone:
"This is a family matter between Fubuki and me, KING. Don't interfere."
Huh?
Lin Mo had been enjoying the drama, so he couldn't help but be startled when Terrible Tornado suddenly addressed him.
Shrugging helplessly, he hadn't intended to intervene anyway.
Because the moment he noticed the look in Fubuki's eyes, Lin Mo understood.
This was her battle of beliefs.
Lin Mo nodded and replied, "Mhm."
Hearing KING's promise, Terrible Tornado seemed to relax slightly.
As long as this troublesome man didn't cause any trouble, the rest would be much easier.
As for the Bald Man standing behind KING... Terrible Tornado merely glanced at him and dismissed him immediately.
He looked dull-witted and was holding some strange pets. Where did this Small Fry come from?
He wasn't worth paying attention to at all.
"Even this Bald Man is being looked down upon by this woman," Black Sperm, still floating in the air, thought silently.
But at the same time, it breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the attention wasn't on it.
At this moment, Terrible Tornado finally turned her gaze toward the culprit tied to the chair.
Psykos.
"Tch, I didn't expect you to still be alive."
Terrible Tornado looked at her coldly, a hint of killing intent flashing in her eyes. "Those guys at the Association are really careless, leaving dangerous individuals like you alive."
She slowly raised her hand, her palm aimed at Psykos inside the cell.
"Since they couldn't do it, I'll be the one to clean this up completely."
Without any hesitation, Terrible Tornado violently clenched her five fingers!
BOOM!
A massive surge of Psychic Power instantly crushed the cell's specialized bars and bore down on Psykos!
"Stop!!!"
A sharp shout suddenly rang out.
Just as that Psychic Power was about to touch Psykos, another dark green whirlwind slammed into it from the side!
BANG!!!
Two streams of Psychic Power, similar in nature but vastly different in strength, collided violently in mid-air.
Although the dark green whirlwind was instantly shattered, it successfully diverted Terrible Tornado's attack by a fraction.
CRASH!
A massive crater was blasted into the wall next to Psykos, sending debris flying, but Psykos herself was spared thanks to the deflected attack.
The entire area fell silent.
Saitama blinked: "Oh? They started fighting?"
Terrible Tornado slowly turned her head in mid-air, an expression of disbelief on her face.
She looked at her Younger Sister, who was enveloped in powerful Psychic Power.
Fubuki's dark green long hair whipped wildly behind her head.
Although her face was pale, her eyes were incredibly resolute, and she stood firmly shielding Psykos.
"I won't let you kill her!" Fubuki gasped, gritting her teeth. "She still has crucial secrets that must be revealed!"
Terrible Tornado froze.
A few seconds later, the corners of her mouth curled up, forming a smile.
"Oh?"
The green light surrounding Terrible Tornado began to surge, and terrifying Intimidation pressed down on Fubuki like a landslide and a tsunami.
The floor of the entire level began to crack, and debris floated up, continuously spinning around Terrible Tornado.
She tilted her head, looking at her Younger Sister, who actually dared to strike at her, and the interest in her eyes grew.
"You've gotten bolder."
"Do you want to fight me?"
"Fubuki."
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