Four days later, at night. Upper district of Hundred Birds City.
This is the part of town closest to the canopy spaceport, also the area worst affected by noise pollution. Bars along the street blasted high-decibel rock music, and young men and women chatted outside about the recent commotion. They fervently claimed it was aliens, an omen of the Dragon Disaster, or an AI uprising, concocting various excuses for their drunken babble.
Inside a bar, a shapely green-haired girl sat alone at the bar, cradling a glass of iced orange juice, sipping slowly. Drinking juice in such a place would invite ridicule, and tonight three men had already come over to tease her, but she remained silent.
Someone tapped the green-haired girl's shoulder, and she turned to see a head of dazzling blonde hair and a mouthful of signature shark teeth shining coldly.
"Hello, Bai Aoli?" the blonde Ranger said in surprise.
