The Western Continent.
The city once destroyed by a Mei Ba clone had recently shown signs of human activity again.
Figures moved through the ruins, gathering whatever supplies could be salvaged, like diligent ants.
But just then, several modified cars swaggered into the city, drawing the attention of the scavengers.
On those cars, men with exaggerated makeup and brightly dyed hair brandished guns, waving them at the scavengers along the road.
The scavengers hurriedly hid, frightened, provoking loud laughter from the men in the cars.
A burly bald man sat in the lead car.
The bald man folded his arms and closed his eyes.
At that moment, a voluptuous woman beside him reached out and gently rubbed his leg.
"I heard Freedom City was attacked by monsters. The fighting there is fierce now."
The bald man opened his eyes and said softly, "We'll sit this commotion out."
"No matter how the world changes, there'll always be a place for us 'Bald Eagles.'"
"In times like these, staying alive is already good enough."
The woman giggled, then boldly sat on the bald man's lap. Soon, heavy breathing filled the car.
A moment later, the cars came to a stop.
The bald man pulled up his pants, picked up a massive alloy sword, and pushed open the door.
The men in the cars behind him jumped out one after another, carrying guns as they gathered beside him.
Before them stood a department store. The bald man shouted, "Listen up! Our target today is the supermarket on the basement level. Take all the food and medicine. If anyone dares to stop us, what do we do?"
At once, a group of Bald Eagles shouted, "Kill them!"
The bald man nodded and signaled. The Bald Eagles let out strange cries and charged into the