HE WAS MR. LOUIS RODRIGUEZ

The sight left his comrades gaping. Everything about the safe was simply too beautiful to them. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

In one body, gazing at one sight, his comrades divided each other into groups.

Not physically but in their hearts and souls.

Most loved the bullet clutching part. Others loved the young man hanging in the air part. While the rest loved how composed Lucien still was. The way he stood like a mighty lion guiding its cubs without exerting much of its strength, they knew there must be so much more where that came from.

It's confirmed. He is extraordinary. That body he is walking in is just a facade. He is God.

G.

O.

D.

The sight filled their minds with even more questions and scrupulous towards Lucien. They couldn't wrap their heads around how anyone could do something like that.

Impossible to believe. But the truth anyway.

They looked up at the hilltop, then back at Lucien. They tried to calculate the distance with their eyes, and when they realized it should b