After receiving the urgent report about Agnus’s attempted escape, Roman wasted no time.

He immediately activated the teleportation machine, the familiar hum and flash of light enveloping him as he was transported to the heart of the prison chaos.

Upon arrival, Dustin greeted him, relief evident in his eyes.

"Thanks for coming here as soon as possible."

Roman nodded briskly. "It's my duty, Dustin. Let's skip the small talk and move quickly."

Dustin's expression grew serious. "Okay. What about the others?"

"They're all on their way," Roman reassured, his tone steady and confident.

The gravity of the situation hung in the air between them, unspoken but deeply felt.

"Good. Let's go and stop him," Dustin said, his voice resolute.

He motioned for Roman to follow as they navigated through the labyrinthine corridors of the prison.

The atmosphere was thick with tension.

Alarms blared, and the shouts of guards and prisoners echoed off the cold, stone walls.

As they hurried through the facility, Roman’s mind raced.

He had seen and tried to stop Agnus and he knew the kind of destruction he was capable of.

The thought of such a powerful individual on the loose was enough to make his blood run cold.

Dustin led the way, his demeanor a mix of urgency and determination.

They passed by several cells, the occupants banging on the bars, their faces twisted with a mix of fear and hope.

The entire prison seemed to be teetering on the edge of anarchy.

They both rushed toward Agnus’s cell, their footsteps echoing off the cold, stone walls.

As they approached the high-security wing, a sense of foreboding settled over them.

The air was thick with the tension of impending conflict.

When they reached the cell, they were met with an unexpected sight.

Standing in the center of the room, with an eerie calmness, was Noel.

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"So you are finally here?" Noel’s voice, dull and devoid of emotion, cut through the tension like a knife.

Dustin’s eyes widened in shock. "You! What are you doing here? And where is Agnus?"

Noel’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.

"Teleportation, Mr. Officer. I can teleport from one place to another. But you know what? I can also teleport other things as well."

Roman’s face paled as the realization hit him. "So you sent him outside the prison?"

Noel nodded, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Yup."

The weight of his words hung heavily in the air.

Dustin and Roman exchanged a look of horror and disbelief.

"But doing that should have been difficult for you considering the distance?" Roman asked, a hint of desperation in his voice.

Noel's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he moved his palm forward, making a small green bottle appear in his hand.

"Sure, it was difficult. But now it’s easy thanks to these serums that those damn scientists created."

Dustin's eyes narrowed, trying to keep his composure. "Okay, I get it. But what are you still doing here?"

Noel's expression shifted to one of dark satisfaction. "To be honest, I was waiting for Robert to show up so I could finish him off. But it’s okay. Since I’ve sent Agnus outside, he will do the job properly."

"Do you think Agnus would be able to defeat all of the Nexus officers?" Roman's voice was edged with doubt.

Noel chuckled, a dark, unsettling sound. "Yeah. And even if he didn't, it would be fine because I am going to cause chaos anyways."

Dustin's eyes narrowed. "And you think we would let you do that?"

Noel’s smile widened, filled with a twisted confidence. "You know what, Mr. Officer? After taking a dozen of those serums, I feel like I can do anything—even defeating you two."

Dustin's jaw tightened. "Don't regret it later."

"Let's stop with talk Dustin and finish this." Roman said.

His grip tightened around his katana, the blade gleaming ominously under the dim lights of the prison corridor.

His eyes met Dustin’s, and they shared a brief nod.

This was it—the moment to take down Noel once and for all.

Noel, standing a few paces away, looked unfazed.

His blue aura pulsed around him, a testament to the serums coursing through his veins.

“Ready to play?” he taunted, his voice laced with disdain.

Without warning, Roman blurred into motion, his speed becoming faster.

He aimed a precise strike at Noel’s side, but just as his blade was about to make contact, Noel disappeared, reappearing a few feet away with a smug grin.

“Too slow,” Noel sneered.

Dustin, seizing the moment, summoned his powers.

Two massive arms emerged from a swirling portal beside him, each one a grotesque, muscular extension of his will.

They lunged at Noel, aiming to crush him with their sheer force.

Noel’s eyes flickered with blue light as his telekinetic powers surged.

The giant arms halted mid-air, straining against an invisible force.

“Not today,” Noel said, his voice dripping with contempt.

Roman, not wasting a second, used his speed to circle around Noel.

He launched a series of rapid, slicing attacks, each one a blur of steel.

Noel’s blue aura flared, deflecting the strikes with a series of metallic clangs.

He retaliated by sending a wave of telekinetic force towards Roman, who barely managed to dodge in time.

Dustin, seeing an opening, directed one of his spectral arms to grab Noel.

The arm shot forward, but Noel vanished once again, reappearing right behind Dustin.

“Too predictable,” Noel whispered, before flinging Dustin across the room with a powerful telekinetic shove.

Dustin crashed into the wall, the impact sending shockwaves through the prison.

Gritting his teeth, he forced himself back up, his eyes burning with determination. “We’re not done yet!”

Noel laughed, a cold, merciless sound. “Oh, but you are.”

Roman took advantage of the distraction, charging at Noel with blinding speed.

His katana struck true, but before it could pierce Noel’s aura, Noel teleported away, reappearing right in front of him.

Noel's eyes glowed with malevolent glee as he sent Roman flying with a telekinetic blast, the force slamming him into the opposite wall.

Dustin summoned all his strength, the spectral arms lashing out with renewed vigor.

They twisted and turned, trying to catch Noel in their grasp.

Noel, however, manipulated the air around them, redirecting the arms’ attacks and turning them against Dustin.

One arm slammed into the other, and Dustin cried out in pain as the force reverberated through him.

Panting and bloodied, Roman staggered to his feet.

His katana felt heavier than ever, but he couldn’t give up. Not yet.

He dashed towards Noel once more, hoping to land a final, decisive blow.

Noel anticipated his move, his telekinesis amplifying his reflexes.

As Roman closed in, Noel extended his hand, and Roman’s katana froze mid-strike, suspended by an unseen force.

With a flick of his wrist, Noel sent Roman crashing into the ceiling before letting him fall to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Dustin, refusing to back down, summoned the last of his strength.

The spectral arms lunged one final time, desperate to seize Noel.

But Noel, his aura blazing brighter than ever, stopped them effortlessly.

"Goodbye," he said coldly, before crushing the spectral arms with a powerful telekinetic grip.

Dustin fell to his knees, defeated.

Noel approached him slowly, his expression a mix of triumph and disdain.

"You never stood a chance," he said, before knocking Dustin unconscious with a telekinetic push.

Standing amidst the wreckage, Noel looked down at his fallen foes.

The prison echoed with the sounds of distant chaos—the symphony of his victory.

He smiled, knowing that the real battle was just beginning.