"Hey, what do you think about how they managed to capture young miss Scorching Scorpion? Isn't that difficult to do?" asked one of the Shadow Rain members, currently sitting on a long bench, leaning against the wall with a glass of orange juice in hand.
"Don't compare them to us. We are just ordinary members. They certainly have their own ways and they also got help from the Numbers. People like us will never experience something like that," replied his friend sitting across the table, placing both hands there while holding a glass of orange juice as well.
"Do you even want us to experience that? It's good enough we can live peacefully in this hell of a life," said the man beside him, then sipping his juice, accidentally noticing a crack in the middle of the air right in front of the wall. "Hey, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"What do you mean?"
He pointed with his chin, sipping his juice again. "I'm starting to think you spiked our juice with alcohol again."
