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Ramsey hastily gave Mother Kim her coffee, while also relaying instructions to the driver. 

Though it was raining Mother Kim didn't like the vehicle to be too hot. If possible, only keep the seats hot, and leave the temperature lukewarm.

"Madam, it's time to switch them out."

There is no time to waste. 

Mother Kim smiled wryly, as she took off her blue blazer, and wore a black one. Her shoes were also replaced and her hair was inspected.

As a fashion icon, Ramesy was not about to disappoint the fans. 

"Queen Mother, after today, your schedule will be light, but only for the following 3 days. Don't forget, we must leave Baymard for Douglas City, Arcadina."

They were going for the large rescue operation involving thousands of trapped birds discovered underneath a water cave. 

The rescue couldn't be done during the summer because of the type of birds involved. The sun and them didn't mix well. These birds were the sort to go in liberation under hot climates, and only get active during periods like Fall and winter. 

Biologists and scientists have gone to Douglas town and have indeed determined that these words are trapped underneath a massive landslide that occurred this past spring. 

For the birds to still be alive, meant there's airflow in the cave, but the space isn't big enough for them to escape.

This also means they should be eating themselves for food, or picking insects and perhaps other beings that can crawl in and out of the trapped space. 

But why the buzz for these birds? Why was everyone going gaga over them? 

Well, it was simple. These birds, though a thousand, trapped underneath, were the last known recorded birds of their kind. 

All across the entire Pyno and even the many UN nations, no one has seen words of this nature for the last hundreds and hundreds of years. 

The ones in Arcadina might just be the last of their kind. Thus they had to be protected. 

Of course, if they were too dangerous, then no one would care about their so-called endangerment.

After all, there were beasts in this world as tall as 3-story buildings that are the last of their kind, yet people put them down and say: Good riddance. 

Some creatures are meant to go extinct, especially when they threaten humanity's survival. 

Mother Kim was going to participate in the rescue. On her way to Douglas town, she had to make appearances in several other regions along their travel route.

This matter was very publicized.

She knew this was a good opportunity for enemies to attack, but it was still a journey she had to make.

Indeed, she was right. Several people were planning an ambush.

Who were they? Of course, they were her old friends... The Witches!

They swore to get their revenge, and revenge they shall!

However, what they didn't know was that back in Tenola, things were getting a little too topsy-turvy for their people.

Still, that was all in the future. In 2 days, the witches would make their move on the traitor's daughter!

In the meantime, the oblivious Mother Kim went about her day as usual.

It was amazing how many things were happening all at once. With the dawn of Fall, several discoveries began unearthing themselves. 

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--West Prizona, Code A, District B, Baymard.--

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In a uniquely designed service bus, about 80 people sat comfortably, with some chatting excitedly, others crying, and many staying in silence.

The ride was smooth and swift. But where were they heading to? Of course to Prison... Not as Prisoners but as visitors.

District B had 2 major sides divided by highway roads. For ordinary folks, they called both sides the Left and the Right. But officially, the entire left side is called Code A, and the right is called Code B. 

Code A is the region with the Prisons and training academy for Police officers and guards. 

Code B of course is meant for those in the barracks. All in all, the majority of the land, hills, valleys, and terrains in these regions have been left untouched for training purposes.

At times, with permission from their superiors, some Code A police officers could perform routine training in Code B, and vice versa. 

However, just because it looked easy to maneuver across the regions, didn't mean it was. The entire ace was designed to trap and comprise many.

Some regions loop severally, causing intruders to go through the same paths over and over again. 

The only straightforward road was that leading to the prisons.

The Prison regions for both females and males were grouped and named Prizona.

The male Prison was on the West of Prizona and the female prison was on the East. 

As scheduled, buses came and went once every hour. Many boarded these buses from District C, wanting to meet their friends or loved ones locked within the prisons.

The crime rate in Baymard was indeed particularly low compared to the rest of the world. But that didn't mean it didn't exist.

There were still people causing trouble for others, with some even going as far as exiling their loved ones or planning to kill family members to inherit their wealth.

Yes.

Such things still happen, but not at the rate they did before. 

In the last rows on bus Prizona 26, sat 6 burly men dressed no different than the many others boarded.

They sat in silence, only staring out the windows, seemingly deep in thought. Who were they going to see?

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The bus drove up towards the roundabout, before stopping at the bus stop sign not far away. 

[Last stop: West Prizona. Please exit.]

The group of 6 calmly followed the crowd, leaving the bus and heading towards the intimidating Prison grounds ahead. 

As visitors, though they wouldn't be in the same room as the prisoners, they still had to pass through a few security protocols, ensuring they held no dangerous knives that could injure the guards or other visitors.

After getting the green light, the men were finally asked who they came to see. 

"We come to see Marlo Jones." They spoke. 

Marlo Jones… Also notoriously known as the Baker.