"It looks like there's a fight taking place in lower land." In-between a twenty-five monitor room, a person wearing khakis is talking on the phone, watching the half dead people causing chaos.
"Half deads again?" The person on the other side of the phone asks. His voice is filled with arrogance and pride of a noble.
"Yes sir!" the person monitoring Medellin through the drones replies.
"Which city?"
"Medellin!"
"Copy! Do not interfere, we can let them do some grocery shopping first. Poor ones don't even get enough food." The other person declares like he is doing people a favor.
"Roger that! Will reach back to you later if I have anything to update."
"Good! Keep up your hard work."
The conversation of the two went oblique among each other without any concern for the people, who are becoming victims to the enormities of the ones with ferocious weapons.
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