The time is 20:30 on August 25th, in China, Li Jing.
At this moment, the Black Cocoon was hanging motionless above the Li Jing Iron Tower.
The typhoon that had wreaked havoc on the mainland recently had just left, and from the top of the tower, the brightly lit city had a peaceful feeling like that after a storm.
The streets were still a bit wet, and the pedestrians passing by were enveloped in colorful neon lights, which added a warm filter to their silhouettes.
Black Cocoon extended his right hand, releasing a Restraint Incarnation from the sleeve of his coat.
In the night, the transparent figure grabbed the restraint belt and swiftly flew off towards the Old Jingmai District.
