Two weeks after the liberation of the Northern Regions of the Rigel Continent…
"Are you sure about this, Wendell?" the Monarch of the Ashford Clan, Aaron Ashford, asked. "We can still go back to being good friends if you agree to my proposal."
"I'm tired of your bullshit, Aaron," Wendell replied. "You and Norman could go to hell for all I care."
"Watch your words, my friend." The Monarch of the Stallard Clan, Norman Stallard, sighed. "Can't we just all get along like we used to? It will be beneficial for us all if we all work together."
"No, I just woke up to reality." Wendell sneered. "Having two Hyenas as friends will make me look like one."
"Hah! Look at you now." Aaron sneered back. "Just where is that confidence of yours coming from?"