The three galaxy rangers were standing on a tall building in Penacony. They had lost their target... unfortunately...

"Fork!"

Boothill shouts angrily as he rubs his forehead in annoyance, his cowboy hat in his free hand.

Rappa turns to Boothill, sighing heavily. She, too, was frustrated about losing the target.

"Calm down, Boothill. We'll find them. Eventually..."

Rappa says as she crosses her arms over her chest while looking down at the ground.

The three stood there, the city lights of Penacony unable to touch them from the shadowy spot granted by the night sky.