The five men from the Zamora Clan, six from the Silverbend Clan, and four from the Montgomery Clan arrived outside the Red Lotus Lounge.
As soon as the clans arrived, they quickly huddled up outside the main entrance to assess the situation. The Zamora Clan's team leader, Carlos, spoke up first. He was a tall and muscular man with a thick beard and a stern expression.
"What's the situation?" he asked, looking around at the other team leaders.
"They appear to be still locked onto the fight," replied John, the leader of the Montgomery Clan's team, with a sharp gaze. "We don't know who did it, but we suspect it's the Mambas."
"That's a bold move," remarked the Silverbend Clan team's leader, Maria, a woman with short blond hair. "Aren't they scared of the repercussions?"
"Matthew is having a mental breakdown; he won't care," replied a member of the Silverbend clan.
Maria sighed. "I miss the good old days when the gangs still knew who their owners were."