Max and Hendrickson had tense looks on their faces but Dave kept his cool as he looked at whatsoever Joshua had become. Max's entourage came from the ground.
"My entourage just circled the 15-meter radius, there's no entourage anywhere."
"And when I touched his body," Dave continues. "I didn't feel any marker, this isn't the effect of a long-range entourage either. This is something else."
Hendrickson kicked in the air briskly, his right shoe came out without stress. His entourage touched the shoe. The shoe vanished, and in its place, Joshua's body appeared.
Hendrickson punched him aggressively on the side of his neck, Joshua staggered back, while he was staggering. Hendrickson's entourage dashed towards Joshua. It dove his right arm into his rib cage, squashing his heart. Joshua
