The morning bell echoed through the bustling hallways of the school as Rudy walked away from the faculty wing. He adjusted his dark jacket, leaving a very frustrated Rize behind in her office.
The mandatory 'hero activities' curriculum the HWSD wanted to enforce was a pathetic joke. He could easily annihilate the entire Hero Organization and their corrupt founders with a single thought, turning their New World Order into ash before lunch. However, ruling a pile of cinders lacked any real entertainment value.
A part of him agreed with the HWSD, although he opposed their ways. Regardless, Rudy was the one who brought forth the apocalypse in the first place.
He stepped out into the main courtyard, where the cool morning breeze swept across the manicured lawns. Erika Foster stood near the wrought-iron gates, her arms crossed and her expression tight with urgency.
