East Africa.
Wakanda's neighbor, New Century Supertown, had become a safe city rising amid this wild, backward land. With absolute order and security, it drew in tribespeople from across eastern South Africa.
The seven mercenary captains who had originally guarded He-El had been promoted by him to city defense officers, responsible for maintaining New Century Supertown's order, security, and ongoing training.
They trained the city's army of over fifty thousand men.
Recently, He-El had provided them with seven Red Hulk Gene Serums and five hundred Crimson Giant Gene Serums, forming a new army that served him.
In a newly opened training ground, wire mesh and steel pillars enclosed the area like a spiderweb. Hundreds of broad, red figures standing nearly 2.8 meters tall continuously let out thunderous roars, battle cries, and the sounds of combat.
Having gained inhuman strength, they had nowhere to vent their energy. Every day, they fought with seemingly endless vigor.
"Fall in!" Arno was tall and broad-faced, his body even more exaggerated than Arnold Schwarzenegger's. Even standing before the Crimson Giants, he carried the cold, steely aura of a hardened man that no one dared underestimate.
Six captains stood beside him.
"Damn it, I bet a hundred thousand on this."
"Damn, they still haven't decided a winner."
"I knew Baruch Thane fought like a woman. There was no way he could beat Jeno before the captain ordered us to assemble."
"Oh! How boring. We have to fall in again."
"All the captains showed up together? What's going on? All seven captains?"
"Something might have happened."
"After getting this kind of power, I knew things wouldn't stay simple."
"But it's probably just routine training."
"Routine training again?"
"Feels like there's no need to train. We're already strong enough."
"This power is so strong. It's intoxicating."
"Want to