A Brawl At A Corner

Thus, he will never be able to forget the speech she gave to him. And she knows that her worlds will haunt him to the very edge of creation.

"Don't be so shocked that you are choosing to work with a sinner. I never said that I was a good… I'm a train wreck, waiting for hell to open its gates for me to roll in because I have no regret for leaving this world."

"The world is never kind. I'm someone who operates on the principle of self-interest. Everything I do is primarily for my own gain, even if it means offering a bit of solace to those who've hired me."

"In the end, though, I'm still looking out for myself. This is the brutal truth for those of us who navigate the darker, more unsettling aspects of the world. We aren't heroes, and we don't play the part of the good guys."

"We're just individuals driven by our own needs and desires, grappling with our own shadows as we carve out our paths."

Snapping back to the present, the rabbit sighed and regained his composure.

"Yes, I am aware that you've mentioned the circumstances of being in such an organization. However, there should be a few lines that should never crossed. Hiring mere children to do crime should be quite high up on the list."

"Then count yourself lucky that you have yet to meet Venom… In fact, start praying to all the Gods that you do not find yourself against or with that dragon man. Because he isn't called the leader of the Syndicate's Research and Poison Division for nothing."

"Anyway, it looks like some trouble is brewing on the street next to us. Are you eager enough to take a look?" asked Mavislin, with a sly grin forming on her innocent face.

"Why are you always this happy to poke your tail at a brawl?" grumbled Matt as he quickly kept their rushed picnic.

"Because a brawl would mean that we could see the true nature of the Viceroy's men," exclaimed Mavislin, rushing off to the commotion.

"Oi! Your weapons! Oh, I give up…" sighed the poor bunny man as he dragged their belongings and himself to chase after the overexcited dragon girl.

Despite her earlier eagerness to dive into the brawl, Mavislin now paused, retreating to a shadowed corner to watch the match unfold with a careful, concealed gaze. The girl may be excited but there was a reason why she has the nickname of Shadow bestowed upon her.

Matt finally caught up to her, about to give her tongue-lashing about ditching him with all her precious toys before getting hushed by the girl. The rabbit tried to protest but quickly bit his argument because of the scene before him.

Three of the Viceroy's men formed a protective line, their weapons raised to shield a young couple and their small child. Matt's attention was drawn to the left, where his eyes widened at the sight of the rival group's brilliant blue armor.