The bullet destroyed the object that created the shield, allowing the thrown gun to hit the mayor in his arm.

Stanley hadn’t realized just how hard and how fast he had thrown the gun. While obviously nowhere nearly as fast as the bullet, the gun he threw was still blazing fast.

Because he had remained in slowed time even as it reached it, he hadn’t realized that. So, when the gun crushed the man’s arm and nearly tore it off from his limb, he was surprised.

How was that possible?

Even with his strength, it shouldn’t have been possible to throw something so hard. Was it because the time was slowed down?

As the urgency of the situation died down, Stanley instinctively let the time flow back to normal.

The glowing red sword in the mayor’s hand had slid off to the side without touching Sheila, so she was safe. She was still screaming in pain as the broken limb nearly made her go unconscious.

The mayor started screaming out as well as his wrist was completely broken. Still, he got back up, his chest only a bit scarred, and took the metal sword in his left hand before driving it down at Sheila.

Stanley had already moved at this point, jumping toward the mayor. In the next instance, he was on top of the mayor, and he grabbed his left arm and squeezed it.

Stanley felt the bones in the mayor’s arm break with a simple crush, surprising him at just how easy it was.

He was surprised at just how strong he had become.

"Aargh!" the mayor screamed again, and Stanley knocked the sword to the side. He then flipped the mayor around and pulled both of his hands behind him, forcing him to not be able to move.

"I finally got you, you bastard!" he said with vicious fury in his voice. Oh, how he wanted to just kill the man right now. To break his limbs, to turn his head upside down.

But he forced himself to stop. He needed the gate to open up.

"Sheila!" he shouted trying to catch Shiela’s attention. "SHEILA!"

The second sound did the trick. Sheila snapped out of her screams, grunting all the same as she tried to focus on what was happening around her.

She slowly got up, blood dripping from her arm. Her eyes wavered and watered, but she looked at the mayor that had been caught.

"Argh!" she grunted a little more. "Bastard! Tell us how to open the gate in the cave."

"Hehe, do you think... argh! Do you think I will tell you something like that?" the mayor asked.

Sheila frowned. "Whatever, you’ll die if you don’t speak soon." She turned and walked toward the computer leaving a trail of blood drips.

Stanley brought the mayor close and watched as Sheila did a few things. "Dammit!" she shouted. "It’s an old system. Wait a bit."

She touched a few things on the screen that Stanley couldn’t understand. He couldn’t tell why the screen was even glowing in the first place.

After a bit of tinkering on the screen, she did something, and suddenly the Shield on their door shut down. Freddy slowly stepped in as he had been looking through the door the whole time.

"Is it done?" he asked the two.

Stanley looked at Sheila and asked, "Did it work? Did you turn off the door to the cave?"

Sheila shook her head. "I can’t find it," she said and turned around to look at the mayor again. "How do I access your cave door? Tell me!"

The mayor looked at her and simply grinned.

"Bastard! Tell her!" Stanley shouted, tightening his grip around the mayor’s arm.

The mayor screamed in pain for a moment before bursting out in laughter. "I’m not gonna tell you anything," he said. "You can torture me all you want, but you’re not going to get anything out of me."

His bouts of laughter fell as sharp swords in the group’s ears.

Sheila couldn’t stand it, so she punched him in the face to shut him up, but that only made him laugh even more.

She turned around to look through the computer, but she really couldn’t find anything that helped her.

"Get him to tell us something," she shouted. The pain in her arm caused her to be more angry than usual.

Stanley turned the mayor around and grabbed him by the clothes and shoved him onto the wall next to him. "Tell us how to open the cave’s door," he asked.

"I already told you, I won’t. Hahaha!" the mayor’s laughter was taunting.

Stanley’s anger increased by another level seeing him laugh. "You have 3 seconds," he said and started counting.

"3."

The mayor continued laughing. "You can’t kill me," he said. "Killing me would mean you will never leave this place. My sister will get to all of you."

"2."

"Idiot. Your threats won’t work on me," the mayor said. "Your fate will never change no matter what you do. Your fate is to die in this place and serve to be my sister’s stepping stone."

"Just like your brother. Just like your mother."

Stanley paused. "Your death doesn’t deserve a countdown."

Without a moment’s notice, he moved. The mayor panicked and shouted to stop time, but even in the stopped time, Stanley moved quite well.

He tossed the man, who as soon as he left Stanley’s grasp froze in midair. The mayor tried to flail around in the stopped time desperately trying something. But the only thing he managed to do was see his own death coming.

Time moved again and the mayor slammed onto the wall on the other side of the room as he broke almost every bone in his body. He bled from multiple orifices, his body convulsing at every instance.

Stanley walked over to him and picked up the metal sword that belonged to his brother.

"He-he-" the mayor tried asking for help with what little voice he could muster.

Stanley crouched next to him. "I can’t save you even if I wanted to," he said. "So just die."

Then, he stabbed the mayor in the chest and killed him.