BOOM! An explosion rang out across the neon light bathed city, sending you, Chosen, and Dark, hollowheads and cyborgs who happened to be the protectors of the city- flying away and landing hard against a building as the bank you had been in moments before crumbled to the ground. Dark simply sighed. “No use in trying to stop the robber now. Let’s head to Yellow’s and get any damage repaired.” He said, unfurling a damaged mechanical wing as an example.