As usual, the Nameless City still looked like it was in ruins with most buildings abandoned and a lot of scraps piling up from street after street. Many people wore ragged clothes which indicated how rough they had it.

“You’re not from around here, are you? Or are you lost?” Smokey asked calmly, standing on the edge or what seemed to be a cemented roof above you along with some members of Rude Boys.

“You shouldn’t be here.” Takeshi added.

You looked up and saw the lot on a roof.