In the stillness that followed the battle, everything felt like disaster. Their victory had been won, but a darker shadow loomed larger. The fight to destroy the corrupt system was not over. Though Hector had fallen and Maximus had escaped, they could not forget one thing: the city would rise again if they didn't eradicate the root of all these problems.
On the rooftop of the burning building, Vinz and Alicia spoke quietly, the weight of their responsibility clear in every word. "What do we do now?" Alicia asked softly, though her question was laced with the pressure of uncertainty. "Could what we want truly exist?"
Vinz nodded, a weary smile tugging at his lips, but full of conviction. "We must carry on. No matter what comes, we will witness the rebirth of Metronight. This time, we take control."