The alley smelled like sweat, oil, and cheap smoke.
Rael stood at the entrance, hands in his pockets, eyes calm.
Ahead of him, five rough-looking guys leaned against crates, laughing, smoking, and playing loud music. One of them, a big guy with scars on his arms and a thick chain around his neck, looked up.
That was Brick, the local gang boss.He ran this street like a king.
Too bad his rule was about to end.
Mission: Beat a gang member and claim his territory.Target: Brick, leader of Rust Hounds – Sector 9.Reward: 20,000 Shadow Credits + Unlock: Territory Control Feature
Rael stepped forward.
"Yo," he said calmly. "I need to borrow your throne."
The gang turned to him, confused. Brick frowned. "What?"
"I'm taking over this block," Rael said. "You've ruled long enough."
Everyone stared for a second. Then they burst out laughing.
Brick stood up, cracking his knuckles. "You got guts, pretty boy. But you're in the wrong neighborhood."
Rael smiled.
Skill Activated: Street Fighting (Lv. 1)Boosting reflexes and close combat awareness...
Brick charged. Fast. Powerful.
But Rael moved faster.
Duck. Step back. Elbow strike—straight to Brick's ribs.
Crack!
Brick roared, throwing a wild punch. Rael spun to the side, grabbed the iron pipe from the ground—and slammed it into Brick's knee.
Thud!
The gang shouted, stepping forward—but Brick raised a hand.
"I got this!" he shouted, limping.
Rael tossed the pipe aside. "Let's finish it, then."
They clashed again.
This time, Rael dodged each punch with sharp, almost dance-like steps. His movements were clean, fast—nothing like before.
One jab to the chin. A knee to the stomach.
Brick fell.
Hard.
Silence.
The gang stared in shock.
Rael looked down at Brick. "You're done. This place is mine now."
Mission Complete!+20,000 Shadow CreditsTerritory Control Feature UnlockedYou now own Sector 9 – East Alley.Control: 35% | Loyalty: 0% | Threat Level: Medium
Congrats, boss. Now try not to die holding it.
Rael turned to the gang.
"You can leave. Or you can stay and work for me," he said.
No threats. Just a simple choice.
After a pause, one of the younger guys nodded. "You fight better than Brick ever did…"
Another one added, "I'm in."
Brick groaned on the ground. "You'll regret this…"
Rael leaned down and whispered, "No. You will."