Battle in the 11th Block, Spiritual Creature Combat Programming

Marauder Prison.

Blackfire and Blood Bone checked the time.

"It's about time. Let's go! We'll finish this quickly."

Blackfire rose as he spoke.

Blood Bone nodded and stood as well.

The other four Mechanical Augmenters were already waiting.

Blood Bone looked at them. "No more talk. Move out!"

"Yes!"

The two Executives and four Mechanical Augmenters flashed with a faint light across their mechanical limbs. They shot dozens of meters forward and vanished from sight after a few leaps.

In the prison's exercise yard, Baku watched the six disappear, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

A large hand clapped him on the shoulder from behind, and Habal's voice followed.

"Baku, stop thinking about it! We can't beat them. You know Blackfire's strength better than anyone. We're no match for them."

"Besides, my wound's already healing..." Habal flexed his muscles.

Baku looked at him and shook his head slightly.

"Habal, you don't understand. To Blackfire, we're just stray dogs he can throw away whenever he wants."

"You know, when Blackfire and Gus came back from the Northern Wilderness last night, I heard them say a disaster would strike within a week at most. They're preparing to leave..."

Habal looked stunned.

"A disaster? What kind of disaster? An earthquake?"

Baku looked up. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, making it look oppressively gloomy.

He pointed at the clouds, thick as a quilt, and said quietly:

"Haven't you noticed how strange the weather's been lately? Hail, thunderstorms, strong winds—and the temperature's dropped nearly twenty degrees in less than a month. That isn't normal."

Habal scratched his head.

"Uh... I hadn't noticed!"

Baku ignored him and continued.

"If I'm right, this disaster has something to do with extreme cold, and it won't be brief. Otherwise, Blackfire and the others wouldn't be leaving outright."

"But he