Two days ago, while Adam and his team of S-tier Heroes had just left Earth's atmosphere, a colorless Leak fractured the city of Manila in its entirety—no, it completely shattered it. The sky was completely broken; whatever smog-filled air the Filipino people were breathing was blown away by the portal's sudden emergence.
A colorless portal, the sign of a SurvivalMode Leak. But of course, other than its lack of color, the Black crystal that now hovered above Gerald's head was another indication that otherworld Combatants were about to step through the portal at any moment now.
Gerald didn't move. He stood there, right at the center of a wide intersection. He wasn't moving at all…
…and so were the cars piled up in traffic, most still with people in them.
"Ha…" Gerald closed his eyes, the breath he let go when he did so, seemingly older than his aged face. "...I fucking hate this country. Fifty fucking years of the Game, and this place hadn't improved at all."
