Vargas smiled mirthlessly as Marcelo walked in, at the precise moment that Luiza stopped making any sort of noise and lapsed into unconsciousness, which would be swiftly followed by death.

"Un destino más probable para usted, malhechor. Dues vult." And then he started to move, fast enough to break the sound barrier and create a sonic boom, slipping behind Marcelo. If he so much as touched the man moving that fast, he'd probably snap him in half. But on the other hand, he'd gone behind the Brazilian, most likely, faster than his eye could perceive.

He came to a dead halt, and as far as his strength was went, reached out to practically tap Marcelo between the shoulder blades, as if playing tag. No one said he could not enjoy himself a little before taking out the boy.