Michael descended into his shadows and teleported directly back to the Nation of Reborn in a split second. He headed straight for the Reborn Prison, located right next to the Centaur Police Department in the NorthWest side of the Nation.
He entered the building and saw the Rebornian police, mostly made up of Centaurs and demi-humans, working in their desks and typing up paperwork.
They all saluted at Michael once he entered the doors, greeting him with a smile on their faces.
"Morning, boss!"
"Good to see you, boss Michael!"
Even one of the prisoners being handcuffed greeted Michael with a great big 'ole smile on his face.
"Woah! Nice to finally meet you, sir Michael!"
This confused Michael. "Huh? What's up with him?"
"He's a voluntary prisoner, boss. It's an epidemic. But there's nothing we can do. They just love going inside our prisons," one of the Centaur guards said.
