He walked through the city easily, without looking back, without turning around, without reacting to such annoying little things as cars being forced to brake so as not to be carried off the roadway, or people running away in horror. He didn't notice anyone or anything. They saw him from afar. Glowing bright yellow-green eyes clearly hinted that this seemingly inconspicuous guy had recently taken a dose of Hermar. And now this is no longer a person - a killing machine, a robot, a weapon aimed at a target, and moving towards it easily and confidently, without noticing obstacles.