The summer unfurled in a strange, deceptive calm.
To the city, the "Evil Villainess" had gone to ground after her bloody execution of Ricochet and the audacious OmniCorp heist.
The manhwa, "The Villainess Archives," continued its meteoric rise, each new chapter release an event that sent ripples through the city's social fabric.
We were legends, ghosts in the machine. In reality, we were teenagers enjoying a fragile peace.
I spent my days in quiet observation.
I watched my team flourish. Leo, Mark, and Jake had transformed the Northgate district.
Their gang was a well-oiled machine, an unofficial neighbourhood watch that kept the peace with a quiet, efficient intimidation the heroes had never managed.
They were creating order from chaos, and in doing so, building an intelligence network that fed us a constant stream of information about the city's underbelly.
