Azure Sky, the main street on the outskirts of the city.
Nearly an hour after the Nine Street Gang finished their battle, over a hundred city outskirts gang and family members in A6-grade armor returned from the chase.
"Brage, what's going on here? Where are the rest of your team?" the Three-Eyed Race leader, a brawny man named Jasvi, asked curiously as he noticed the noticeably reduced numbers of the Nine Street Gang.
With the Three-Eyed Race leader's inquiry, other members of the gathered forces also curiously looked at the Nine Street Gang.
They noticed that the Nine Street Gang had indeed fewer members than when they left, originally more than fifty, now not even forty, and everyone looked worse for wear.
"It's nothing. Some brothers were sacrificed dealing with the Grey-clad Demons just now," Brage said flatly.
"Grey-clad Demons? Is there really such a thing?" Jasvi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Isn't that just an excuse for those wild gangs to break into the city?"
