352 High Might.

''Whew…'' Lucas grabbed the steering wheel tighter and tried to keep the plane as stable as possible; he wanted to be at least some assistance.

Bonney shakily turned her head towards the window and saw a black dot in the distance, approaching the plane with deadly speed.

She knew if that somewhat innocent-looking dot managed to hit the plane, everyone would die.

''Can he do it?'' She whispered towards Rick, ''Can he save everyone?''

Rick's heart was racing, and he didn't know the answer to that question.

He managed to do it three times, but everyone would die if even one of his kicks were too weak.

He hoped that the youth knew what he was doing.

After not getting an answer, Bonney became anxious and couldn't do anything except look at the black-haired youth.

The first missile was only a few hundred meters away.

Ichiro raised his leg and waited patiently.