As alarms resounded across Timber City, two and a half shadows could be seen scurrying around. They were wearing heavy cloaks hiding their features.

"W-why are we here, Sir?!"

"To get manpower."

Jack candidly replied, the Demon raising a brow. They were currently in the poorest, shadiest district in the City. This place was basically a gathering of lowlifes.

"Ahalright, I can guide us toward the dens of the biggest gangs in the area. Follow me, Sir!" The Demon cheerfully replied, trying to be helpful.

"Gangs? Why would I care about gangs? That's not where we're going at all."

"?!?"

The deeper Jack brought them into the slums, the more uncomfortable the Demon got. This place was really nothing good, as in it was trash.

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