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Under Nightfall.
Denton Street, number seven.
Kent burst out of the pitch-dark corridor like a madman.
Across the street in the alley, two members of the Iron Fist Gang who had been waiting spotted him, and couldn't help but frown.
"What's this kid doing? Made us wait so long for nothing!"
"Hey, something seems off... he looks panicked."
Kent dove into the alley, and upon seeing the two young men in leather jackets, he saw them as saviors.
His face lit up with joy.
"Let's go! Hurry, take me with you!"
He immediately lunged into the arms of one of them.
The two Iron Fist Gang members exchanged a glance, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
"??"
"Damn it, get off me, hey!"
The leather-jacketed man who got a full embrace from Kent was somewhat disgruntled, a grown man like himself shouldn't be hugged like this by another man.
He didn't want to be misunderstood by his brothers in the gang and attract countless fencing enthusiasts.
