The man behind the wheel was shocked as he saw a human figure standing directly in front of him. Instinctively, he slammed his foot down on the pedal, expecting the car to surge forward. Instead, the engine roared, the tires screeched slightly, but the vehicle didn’t seem like it was going anywhere at all.
Before he could even process what was happening, the front end of the car began to lift off the ground. The hood tilted upward, the weight shifting so only the back wheels were left touching the pavement, desperately spinning as they searched for traction.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch?!" Na shouted, his voice strained with effort. He was getting annoyed, because even with his enhanced strength, holding a car at bay like this wasn’t easy.
If the car had managed to get even a small run-up, Na knew things would have ended very differently. He would have been hit, and even with his current abilities, the impact would have hurt badly, possibly more than he was willing to admit.
He hadn’t held the Vow for very long. It was still new to him, something he was adjusting to every day. He knew that if he continued to push himself and remain faithful to it, he would eventually gain true superhuman strength. But right now, he was still somewhere in between, stronger than normal, but not invincible.
The guards didn’t hesitate any longer. They rushed forward as a group, acting quickly now that the situation was under control. One of them managed to wrench the car door open while another immediately raised a taser.
The crackling sound echoed through the air as the taser fired. The prongs struck their target, embedding themselves into the man inside the car. His body stiffened as electricity surged through him, his muscles locking up as violent tremors ran through his frame.
For a brief moment, it looked like that was enough.
But the man gritted his teeth and endured it. He bore the shock for several seconds, letting out a guttural sound as he forced his body to respond. When the guard holding the taser stepped closer, confident the threat had been neutralized, the man suddenly lashed out.
His foot slammed into the guard’s stomach.
The force sent the guard flying backward, crashing to the ground and sliding across the pavement before coming to a stop. He was out cold before he even realized what had happened.
Instead of jumping out of the vehicle like anyone would expect, the man did something strange. He reached out, grabbed the door, and slammed it shut with a sharp bang.
Immediately after, the sound of the vehicle locking itself echoed in the air.
He had practically trapped himself inside the car.
Still, the decision didn’t last long. As he leaned forward, gripping the steering wheel and preparing to drive again, his eyes widened. The figure that had been standing in front of the car was gone.
Na was no longer there.
Before he could even turn his head to look around, the locked door was suddenly yanked open. There was a loud crack as the locking mechanism snapped apart. The door didn’t rip off its hinges, but the lock itself was destroyed effortlessly.
A hand shot inside and grabbed the man by his shirt.
When Na pulled, it was with overwhelming force. The man was yanked straight out of his seat, lifted cleanly into the air, and thrown behind him. His body flew through the space between cars until it slammed into another vehicle with a heavy thud, denting the metal before he collapsed onto the ground.
The man didn’t move again.
"Ah..." Na said, rubbing the back of his head. "I’m sorry about damaging the car... crap. I guess I damaged both of the client’s cars."
The guards exchanged looks. While they were relieved that the vehicle hadn’t been stolen, there was no denying that two VIP cars had been damaged in the process. That alone was going to be a hit to their reputation.
Still, none of them could take their eyes off Na.


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