CLANG! As the terrified man suddenly stood up, the chains on his wrists and ankles clattered ceaselessly.
The young man named Hanks strained to open his mouth, as if trying to say something, but despite his face turning crimson, nothing came out.
"Speak. Have you lost your tongue?" Charles asked again.
"I..." Hanks squeezed out a single word with all his strength, then immediately sat back down. His pupils trembled as he stared at the metal chunk in front of him, continuing his work.
Watching his strange behavior, Charles grew thoughtful. After a moment, he turned to Gordon beside him and said, "Unlock his chains. I'm taking him out of here."
"Uh... Governor, isn't that a bit too risky? His Shaping Ability can be extremely dangerous. It doesn't just work on metal; it works on flesh too.
"All he needs is a touch to block a person's blood vessels."
Charles shot him an annoyed look. "You think I can't handle this guy? I said to unlock them, so unlock them!"
