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"Brotherhood and Sisterhood, huh?" Cement said. "That might be pretty difficult though..." responded Dragonfly.
 
The two looked at each other. "I guess you never been to Paradice, huh?" Construction said. "They are... um." Construction tried to find a fitting word.

"Impossible to worked with." Cement finished Construction's sentence, but more blunt. "Unlike the Heroes Organization, they don't feel the sense of justice. So they will always reject plenty of measures for peace, unless it directly involved them." 

"Yeah. The leader of the Sisterhood is quite lazy." Construction said. "Brotherhood, their leader is very strict. They will not moved unless it literally directly involved them in some way."
 
"Oh... I see." Dragonfly sighed. "In that case it might be too late by the time they decide to get involved. That's worrisome." He tossed some more debris on the pile.

"Looks like this part of town is almost done. I think we better split up to cover more grounds. I'll go over there."
 
"Alright. I'll tackle this one. Cement, shaped up. If we find the kid, we'll find him. Otherwise, just prepared for the worst. This is what we have to deal with daily." Construction said, going to the other side to pick up more rubble.

Cement's mind was still on the thoughts of the mother. Her tearful face was embedded into his head. "I hate this part of the job. How can I do this after seeing that?" Cement was lifting debris. "I just have to think about something else and be positive that he's at Hero City City..."
 
Tomas came to a part that looked like a mall, well, used to. He began clearing the way, picking things up and put them in one place. While worrying about the upcoming threat, he needed to focus on restoring the normal life of the people here first.
 
"Alright, I done with this pile!" Construction shouted to the other two. "How about you guys?" 

"I'm still working on it..." Cement answered. He picked up several debris with one hand. "Nothing here either..." He mumbled to himself.
 
Dragonfly was in a middle of picking up more debris when the light on his arm band blinked. Someone was calling him. He pressed the button and the voice of the operators back at the Hero Fortress spoke rapidly through his headphone. His expression soon turned into a shock. "What? Right now?" He gasped.

He ran over to Cement and Construction. "You guys! This is bad! Someone's attacking the Hős Complex!! They already blew up the train station!"
 
Cement and Construction both turned to each other and narrowed their eyes.

"What? Someone attacked hos complex?" Construction said. "S-shit!" 

"What can we do? We can't just abandon our post and just leave. What about the survivors here?" Cement asked.

"That may be so, but this is a damn emergency." Construction checked his phone, something about an alien mage. "That's the god level threat that we were warned about. We need to move, now." 

"... You two go on ahead. I'll remain here to finish the job." Cement said.

"Alright..." Construction turns to Dragonfly. "You ready to knock some heads?"
 
"Of course. God-level or not we can't let him do more damage. Besides, my mentor lives there, I can't let anything happen to him." Replied Dragonfly, pressing the flight button on his armband and the wings spouted out from the device on his back. "If you can't fly I can help take you there."
 
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