Shit shit shit shit!

Jaime flys back to his home, his scarab warning him of the distress his body is going through.

“Shut up Khaji-da!” He yells, his mask muffling his voice a bit to the outside world.

He makes it to his home to see his family along with you being cornered by what seemed like a hundred swat soldiers, guns pointing at his family being ready to shoot at any moment.

He drops down in front of his family, putting himself between the guns and his family.

“Jaime!” You say as you see him drop down in front of you.

“Are you guys okay?” He asks frantically which you all nod.

“Good good, I’ll deal with this,” he says, turning towards the many guns being pointed at him.

He fights his hardest against all the bullets firing at him and the soldiers.

In the process, his home gets destroyed and fires start burning from the damages and firing.