They moved swiftly and finally arrived at the crime scene, evident by the perimeter the police had set already. But not for Nightwalker.
The crowds, journalists and new reporters all made way for the Paragon as soon as they saw him—completely ignoring Aegon and Mira behind him.
"Nightwalker! Nightwalker!" A new reporter stopped just in front of the yellow tape, mic in hand and cameraman following in suite. "Nightwalker, are you here to quickly end this robbery."
She'd scratched the spot. Nightwalker had a habit for ignoring reporters, unless they spoke fluently in ego stroking.
He stopped and turned to her with his signature smirk, his figure hulking over hers so much so she had to raise the mic to the full extent of her arm to reach his face.
"Nightwalker is here!" He said simply. "I'll handle this in no time."
And the crowds cheered him immediately. To think such smile words could have such a great effect.
