Finally, a code for relief was generated in Seeking Shadow's emotional module. Once again, she had quelled violence and restored peace.
The rescued Corporate Alliance personnel dialed a signal, establishing contact with the Xisheng Hotel, preparing to head back.
While others were collecting war trophies, Masasuke Hazuki walked with his katana towards the depths of the filthy building.
The hideout of Cold Bay's Thugs was some kind of small factory, not large in scale, used as a home workshop, probably for making some kind of crafts. Seeking Shadow followed behind him, entering that twisted metal maze.
"This is not their headquarters," Seeking Shadow suspected.
"These guys number in the thousands; they used to be dockworkers."
"What are you looking for?" Seeking Shadow inquired.
"Traces of mysticism. People like them easily become obsessed with some form of evil," Masasuke Hazuki said as he found a secret door leading down.