Although the bunker had been buried deep underground, the interior itself seemed rather lackluster.
Other than the reinforced titanium door that prevented Michael and Victoria from proceeding further, the security was underwhelming. No man-made machinery guarded the place, nor was anyone personally assigned to scan for approaching threats.
"Like a simple door can ever hope to stop me." Michael scoffed, breaking it apart.
He had expected to find a complex labyrinth connecting multiple underground bunkers in a network, yet, contrary to his expectations, the only thing that greeted him was a single room with five familiar faces resting inside.
"Sir Oliver, stay behind us!" An older man giving off the aura of a Lord lunged at Michael without a second thought.
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With a sharp movement, Michael grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it to the side, tearing his arm off.
Shaken to the core by the display of overwhelming might, the man's face paled.
