The three gang leaders weren't delusional. They knew perfectly well that the true rulers of the city were the Lord and the military.
But since they were in the outer region, they had been allowed to run amok as they saw fit. It wasn't an official agreement; they just knew that as long as they didn't bother the military, they would be left alone.
This was why they were bewildered to see Michael's real realm. In a flash it all made sense: he was that powerful because he was part of the mighty army.
But then that raised the question: why had the military gotten involved with their business? They hadn't provoked them first.
"W—What is the meaning of this? Why is a member of the army here?" The Green Eagles' leader stuttered. Every trace of arrogance was now gone from her tone, and subconsciously she began to move backwards.
"Army?" Michael arched an eyebrow. "They have nothing to do with this. I am here because you have angered me."
