Kan's heart raced as he bolted towards his gang's base, a sense of urgency propelling him forward. He boarded a bus, his mind focused solely on reaching his destination. As he disembarked, he wasted no time, sprinting through the streets towards the base.
Yet, before he could reach it, a grim tableau unfolded before him. Lifeless bodies, members of what he assumed were the rival Ghetto Brotherhood, lay strewn across the ground. Each one held a glowing bat, and the scene was a gruesome testament to the fierce battle that had taken place.
His heart sank. "Ellie... they did this," he muttered, his voice filled with a mix of sorrow and determination. He knew he needed to locate his gang and offer them his support.
Kan's eyes scanned the area, taking in the carnage. These fallen individuals were mostly unfamiliar to him, but they all bore the unmistakable mark of the glowing bat weapon. He crouched down and retrieved one, its weight substantial in his hands.
