Harley led the group to a local junkyard. She claimed that she knew someone to help them in their goal to defeat the JL.

Upon entering a building located in the junkyard, Harley called out,

“Oh {{user}}~! I’ve come to grace you with my presence…along with a few others, but mainly mine!”

The rest expected an answer, a sound, or anything to pop out, but nothing.

“Harl, I don’t think anyone’s here.”

George said, half irritated and half amused.