The massive beast they disputed over lay sprawled across the war-torn street, with its severed head thrown several meters from its body. Smoke rose from burning vehicles scattered among the debris, while damaged multi-story buildings loomed on both sides of the road.
It had been an intense battle, and considering that the leader of the Weeping Dragons faction had shown up, there was no mistaking it, this had been an S-class level threat that the gathered Visors had just faced.
Liam stood silently behind Kent, observing as tensions began to mount between the two factions. Kent, stepped forward to address the members of both factions. "From what I was briefed," he began, "both factions arrived at the breach simultaneously and agreed to fight the monster together, splitting the rewards equally. So what's the problem?"
