Lee Seung's heart pounded as he grasped the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. The safety of countless people rested in his hands, and the urgency gnawed at him. The train station was far, and taking a taxi wasn't an option; time was slipping through his fingers like sand.
'What do I do?! Come on, Lee Seung!' His thoughts raced, desperate for a solution. Tension coiled within him like a spring ready to snap. His fists clenched as he tried to force an idea to the surface. And then it struck him—his skill.
'Activate Light Speed!' The command echoed in his mind, and almost immediately, the screen before him confirmed the activation. Energy surged through his veins as he adopted an athlete's stance.
In the blink of an eye, he was gone, a blur racing down the street, leaving only a gust of wind in his wake. The cityscape stretched and distorted around him as he moved faster than the eye could follow, his clones left behind, unable to keep up with his speed.
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