Real World, Azure Federation.
Central Ring District, Splendid City.
On the right side of the main road in the remote suburb, there is a bar named "Blood and Fire" that has been closed for a long time. Even the transfer notice pasted on the anti-theft railings is tattered, indicating it has been abandoned for quite a while.
The shops along the alley are all closed, and even a few vending machines have their lights off, their merchandise shelves empty.
It's a desolate place with barely any traces of people.
But inside the "Blood and Fire" bar's basement, the lights are on.
The tables, chairs, and bar counter once covered in dust have been simply wiped clean; Polaris Squad members are taking refuge here.
"I didn't expect you could still find such a good place, Gizmo..."
Horseman familiarly opens a cardboard box in the corner, pulls out a pack of eight cans of "Green Craft Beer", pops the tab with a hiss, and gulps down two mouthfuls, letting out a breath.
