As the truth finally revealed, Nolan and Mark had a serious, intense conversation. Nolan was trying to explain himself on why he killed the members of the Guardians Of The Globe—it was because they're all petty, and weak. The Viltrumite couldn't fathom such existence, so he decided to just eradicate them in order to fulfill the Viltrumite Empire's goal to conquer the Earth more easily.

And the fact that he told Mark that he finds humans as much like a colony of ants made the teenager's rage and hatred against Nolan much worse. With that, the father and son went to a gruesome fight, leaving trail of destruction along the city. Yet, Nolan tried his best to convince Mark to follow the Viltrumite way. But it only led to more obnoxious brawl.

Until Mark met his downfall. Nolan was levitating just above Mark's battered body on the ground. Blood everywhere and Mark was clearly bathing in his own blood. Nolan was a little injured but he inflicted way more damage to Mark, to the point that his son was barey breathing.

He expected Mark to come to his senses and choose Viltrum than the Earth. But the otherwise happened. He didn't feel any remorse when he thought that he could make another child—far way better than Mark. He was about to deliver his final blow, looking down to Mark, feeling disappointed. But then, Nolan suddenly flew a bit away through the air when something swung at him in a heavy blow, or should we say... someone?

When Nolan immediately regained his stance, he wiped a faint blood running down on his nose with his arm. His eyes teal blue eyes found their way at a figure of another teenager, guarding Mark's battered body in a defensive stance—it was his other child, Mark's younger sibling.

"Not you too, kid." Nolan muttered flatly, his face was scowled as he clenched his fists.