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Ghur was upset about the failure of his mission and was returning to his lair, but Morning blocked his path. "You can still switch sides and stay alive," he said, but Ghur had long made his choice and simply smirked in response: "Are you really so sure of your victory? Maybe it will be us who decide who lives and who dies." Morning replied in a firm voice: "You? I doubt it, the outcome of the war is already predetermined, and you will lose," and then he shot at Ghur. But the little guy turned out to be agile and managed to jump away, and then launched a counterattack, shooting a liquid at the attacker, after which he hid behind a stone column. Morning's reaction was no less impressive, and he dodged the projectile, then shot at the column, forcing Ghur to leave his cover. That's when another crimson beam struck him, hissing as it entered his flesh and split his body in half. Later, the police found traces of gunpowder at the scene of the crime.
Morning didn't notice the mutant in the helmet, who stealthily crept up from behind and, with a wave of his hand, instantly brought the building down. Morning wouldn't have had time to dodge the falling stone, but a sudden flash left only a cloud of smoke in his place. The Blue Devil teleported them away and prepared to attack, but the villain was not alone either: a huge ball of flame flew at his companions. The friends had to separate to avoid being hit, and the Night Serpent appeared right above Pyro's head, pouncing on him, preventing him from aiming, and then moved with him to a distant location. The Cyclops was left alone with the Landslide and tried to shoot him, but the opponent skillfully manipulated the earth, trying to knock Morning off his feet and continuing the earthquake. One of the building's fragments hit its target and pinned him down. The Cyclops unsuccessfully tried to burn his way out and escape, but the killer finished him off with a final, powerful blast. The mutant in the helmet quoted a phrase from Monty Python: "Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!" and disappeared.
At this time, an Angel was flying over the city, and with him, Thorium. He had his own mission, and the Angel took him to his destination, and then flew away. Thorium quickly completed his mission, but he couldn't remain unnoticed. He had to escape from his pursuers across the rooftops, but a sudden deterioration in his health left him weak. He had felt something was wrong yesterday, after the battle with the mutant from Russia. It seemed like a common ailment, but no, it was clearly something more serious. Once on the roof, he looked around in search of a fire escape or any other way out, but the only way to escape was the roof of the neighboring building. In a normal situation, the jump would not have been difficult, but in his weakened state, it was risky. However, Thorium was a gambler by nature, and besides, he was being chased, and there was no other choice. He smiled, remembering his plans for the weekend and visiting Manhattan with his beloved. His head was spinning, his legs were giving way, but he continued on his way. Thorium almost made it to the neighboring roof when everything went blurry in his eyes. He lost his balance and fell down...
Nephela was walking around the city, but noticing that she was being followed, she hurried home.
If Drakkosha had reacted faster, she might have also managed to escape from her pursuer, but unfortunately, she was forced to spend the whole night on the street.
Nebula met a giant, but he just talked to him and then hurried away.
