Chapter 347: Crisis In Gotham (Part 2)
The bunker was filled with the soft sound of monitors and hushed whispers.
Most of the students remained glued to their screens, watching in stunned silence even though the feed had long since cut to black. The final image of Arias—calm, unbothered—still lingered in their minds.
For some, it was chilling.
For others, it was exhilarating.
Billy, standing near the front, clenched his fists before punching the air with a victorious shout.
"Yes! I knew he'd stop them!"
His enthusiasm was met with scattered murmurs of agreement from a handful of other students, some nodding, others still processing what they had witnessed.
Barbara, standing beside him, didn't react.
Her expression was blank, but only because her mind was anything but.
Arias had saved her father.
The relief she felt was overwhelming, like a crushing weight had been lifted from her chest. She had been bracing herself for the worst, for the moment that shotgun would fire—yet it never came.