Homelander

People have been reported missing recently, some very important ones at that. Homelander hasn't paid any attention to it; it works to his advantage.

True, they died at the hands of someone who was not much inferior to the Houmu in strength. In fact, he was almost his equal.

Butcher wasn't exactly the first to hear about this, but it became clear they'd have to join forces. After all, Huey, MM, Annie, Kimiko, and Frenchie wouldn't be enough.

There's also the fact that Home will show up there and then they'll all be screwed.

William smoked a cigarette, as usual with a dissatisfied face.

• Oh really. I thought I'd never hear William Butcher ask me to meet in person.

• Stop playing the lady on a date. I'm here on business.

• I have no doubt that it is on point.

"Not long ago, in the south, they started killing Newman's acquaintances one by one, and then Edgar's people. And judging by the way they were mutilated, it's worth noting. This super-asshole is your equal."

• Maybe it's Ryan?

Butcher chuckled, taking a drag.

— Who knows, but it's worth checking. Consider it a 24-hour ceasefire.

Homelander came closer

— But keep in mind. After this truce, our agreement... will not expire. And if you think about it, even during the truce, betraying me. Home sighed.

• I'll burn your entire gang to the ground, bring their remains to your house, and then I'll crush you to pieces.