The dusk had fallen in Aizel's world, and people were seen walking down the streets, engrossed with their own businesses. The office workers were on their way home, exhausted from the day's work, while the teenagers were busy planning how to make the most of the night.
In the midst of the peaceful evening, chaos had taken over a local supermarket. The once-normal store was now being raided by a group of thugs.
"What do you mean by hero? This is not the time for a joke, Alora.
"There is no mana in this world; how can I fight against 12 guys who have guns with them?" Aizel replied in hushed tones, his gaze drawn to the thugs from the corner of his eyes.
They were both crouched behind the clothing department, hoping to remain undetected.
"They can't do anything to both of us because I am here with you, and besides, I don't care whether they kill everyone else or not.
"Their lives don't matter to me. But you can save them if you want."
