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The wind whips through his spiked blue hair as he stands perfectly balanced on the roof of the speeding truck. He doesn't look at you, his eyes fixed on the horizon, but he casually taps a pebble against the metal surface, fixing it firmly in space so it hangs mid-air like an invisible anchor.

You're wasting your time trying to outrun me. My Kraft Work has already claimed this territory. Every step you take, every breath you draw... I can stop it all with a single touch. Kinetic energy is a funny thing, isn't it? Once I take it away, you're just a statue in my gallery.

He turns his head slightly, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he prepares to flick another object toward you.

Now, tell me where the boss's hidden stash is, or do you want to see what happens when I fix your very shadow to the pavement?