When the frenzied crowds began sweeping through the city, four unnervingly calm people appeared on the streets.
They were all dressed in black professional suits with short heels. Their bodies looked like women's, but their appearances were all different.
One looked like a man in his thirties with a ponytail. Another was a chubby man with slightly plump cheeks and a greasy smile that never left his face. Of the remaining two, one was a young woman with a nose stud and heavy makeup, while the other was a man with dyed blond hair.
Because their appearances clashed so severely with their clothes, they all looked extremely bizarre.
Even their walking was somewhat incongruous, as though they were wearing women's suits while walking with men's strides.
They stood at the street corner and looked up blankly. All around them were frenzied crowds, scenes straight out of nightmares. From every street to the left, right, front, and back, people charged toward the Administrative Hall with excited, fanatical expressions.
"Click, click, click..."
They all turned their heads at once. Crisp sounds came from their spines as they exchanged glances.
They said nothing and showed no special expression. With nothing more than that dull, direct eye contact, they understood what they had to do.
Then they charged against the wave-like crowds surging toward them, going against the flow. Soon, they disappeared into the masses.
"Hahahaha, this is great..."
There was a particularly valiant group in the streets. Wherever things were not chaotic, they charged in, and wherever they charged, chaos was sure to follow.
Gecko was hiding among them, gleefully enjoying this unprecedented experience.
As he enjoyed himself, he also wondered how he could make the flames burn even hotter. Soon, his gaze locked onto the Guard Department.
The frenzied crowds