Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190710004720/@comment-36159587-20190712005328

Whatever they were, the energy still had weakened them severely. Even though they hadn't died, they were still affected. Benigno watched as their hand went to their chest. Some energy still hadn't dissipated, and he wasn't about to wait for it to do so.

The Fourth took off, putting every bit of speed he had in him to run. And they didn't go after him, though he could still feel their gaze bearing into the back of his neck.

They weren't weakened to that extent. They could still go after him--were they letting him go?