At the same time, within the city, in a hidden underground hideout, the four gang leaders gathered together. They stood before a dreadful sight: thousands of corpses with their blood drained, creating a small, sinister pond of blood. The air was thick with the stench of death and dark magic.
"Everything is ready," one of the gang leaders, a tall, gaunt man with a scar running down his face, said in a hushed tone. "The ritual can begin."
Another leader, a woman with cold, piercing eyes, nodded. "We've waited long enough. No one will stand in our way."
A third leader, short and stocky, added, "The sacrifices have been made. Now, we just need to channel the energy."
The fourth leader, a weak-looking, middle-aged man, nodded as he spoke. "We already drew the dark spell circle before the battle started. It should be about to collect enough death energy."
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