The chopper carrying the penthouse's maids flew through the sky.
The people in it bore witness to the destruction beneath.
Smoke rose into the sky, a testament to the chaos on the planet.
Several explosions rang out at certain intervals, causing their hearts to tighten.
Aiden sat calmly beside the pilot, his gaze neutral and indifferent to the destruction.
Boom.
Another explosion occurred, just that this time it was not from below. This was their chopper.
The propellers had been destroyed by an attacker.
Aiden furrowed his brows slightly.
Although it was subtle, the pilot did not fail to notice it.
Something appeared in the old man's face.
"I would handle the attacker. Let me just park," the pilot quickly said, steering the chopper with what remaining control he had.
Aiden shook his head. "As long as you can land safely, that is all I need."
As Aiden said those words, he opened the window beside him with a single push.
