Chapter 56. Chaos!
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Nolan streaked across the sky, a blur against the wind.
But flight real flight was no easy feat.
Without a biological energy field to shield him, he was forced to rely on sheer physical resilience to withstand the brutal wind pressure.
His body buckled slightly with each shift in force, struggling to stabilize midair.
But his learning curve was fast.
Adapting quickly, Nolan adjusted his posture, flattening his body into a more aerodynamic form arms pinned close, legs aligned. Like a living missile.
The only problem: he had to cradle a secure case to his chest. It prevented him from striking the classic "Superman pose," but he made it work.
His speed surged. A blur across the skyline. A phantom slicing toward his destination.
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Back at the chaotic launch event, Harry Osborn answered his phone, his voice edged with panic. The crowd had erupted angry, loud, and growing increasingly violent.