In the confines of a massive sewer system that settled under the gigantic city.
In the monitoring room, the guards were sound asleep and tied to each other.
"Sir, there is a villain attack above ground right now." A man the size of a ten-year-old having a similar height to a child made it easier for him to sneak into corners. He walked toward Dunn and reported.
"What should we do now?" someone asked, feeling apprehensive.
"Should we proceed toward our mission?" A hesitant reply followed.
"With all the turmoil and frenzy up there, those people sure had run away; we will only find an empty base."
It didn't take long for all kinds of voices and opinions to rise.
"Then what should we do? There are still survivors remaining above ground."
"Should we go up there and help?"
"Nope, we won't go above ground. If we go there, we will unconditionally die."
"What about the survivors?"
