What Happens To William In Invincible Comics Novels & Stories

At that moment, there was a bomb-like detonation behind the same garage, causing the entire garage to shake, simultaneously, Diana and her mother's eyes to widen in dread. "Diana!" Diana's mother yelled out in horror, realizing that the helicopter parked behind them had been blasted. “If you had fallen at Monica's feet instead of doing this, perhaps I would have repaid everything to you people, rather I would have given more than you could imagine, but right now I am suffering from wrath." William responded harshly. His eyes revealed that the humanity within him had died. Some black-clad individuals and two women came to that spot. They bowed at William first, obviously declaring that they w

“I can only protect her with all my might.” William smiled sarcastically, watching Galvin shield Azura. “Hit that guy for me.” William ordered, immediately four people to come to fight Galvin. Azura watched as Galvin was beaten miserably on the ground. She can only cry for help. Fortunately, there is a police patrol nearby. William is not afraid of the police, but he is worried that his father will find out about his evil deeds. He angrily stood up, glaring at Azura before leaving. “Don't let her fall into my hands.”

He was furious when he heard the news, but now that he had seen the damage with his own two eyes, he had gone completely berserk! It made sense. Zayn’s kick was powerful, and the rock that was sent flying into William’s back was as big as a fist. The trauma was akin to a gunshot! William was lucky to have not died then and there. As he had just been operated on, William was currently wrapped up like a mummy. His pulse was weak, like a flickering candle in the wind—it could blow out at any moment. He was unable to move, but one thing was for certain, his grudge-filled eyes were terrifying. He morphed his face into an expression so menacing that it could make a child cry.

Donald said. “I think I’m old enough to make my own friends and enemies. Let me deal with my own problems. Infact, I’m going to my place tonight. You can take care of mum now. She‘s much better,” WIlliam said. As he walked out, he thought back to the last months when he had come back home to support his paralyzed mother. The doctor had been puzzled by her condition because it was entirely unrelated to her medical history. Additionally, she couldn’t speak for a while and help the doctor understand the symptoms. With time, she had regained her speech and movement of her limbs although she wasn’t as strong as she had been before. William had chosen to be with her because he could feel himself s

Vane would’ve known she didn’t want to be touched like that. She hated herself for thinking it. But even that wasn’t enough to stop the echo of his voice in her mind. William was the one good thing left. Kind. Steady. Human. A thread back to a life that felt almost real. But even he saw it unraveling. “You still feel him, don’t you?” he asked. She couldn’t lie. Not to him. So she didn’t answer. And now William was bleeding. Not dead—But changed. Wounded with precision. A message carved in pain.