After breaching the Outer Rings, Torch escorts his friends to a safer place other than the infested areas, infected deeply with the virus spreading around now. Torch tried to hide his bright feathers to avoid attracting attention of the contaminated. The area is really quiet.

"You think we're finding a place?" Asked Candle, who shuffled behind his older brother. "Don't worry, we'll make it—" Torch reassured before he was cut off by another phoenix and his other friend. "I'm staaaarviiing..." Disco groaned, her expression tired. "For real. When when when?" LED shot the question, a bit dizzy from not taking breakfast and forced to get up.

"We'll find a store, guys. Just have patience." Torch stated, finally sighing deeply. "Yes, we'll make it..." Lamp muttered, holding her girlfriend's hand. Disco just grunted and blushes at the gesture. Torch is hungry too. He's running low in supplies, but they'll eventually find a nearby store. Right?

Rustles were heard near the artificial bushes destined as decors near an empty store. Aware, they let Torch take the lead. He wanders near the area, caution in his expression. His hands were almost flaming, ready to attack whatever approaches him and his team.