Dubai was a mess. All the fires seemed to be out, but rubble and scars of battle were still everywhere. Cranes reached through the layer of dust, picking up the pieces of a fight no one saw coming. In the middle of all the destruction, pristine and untouched, stood the Burj Khalifa. Jane nudged Kindmon. “That was all you, bud,” she whispered.
When the message had gone up on the website, the pair had decided to head back to Dubai and see what they could do to help. Wings was raring to arrest some stragglers, though both partners were unsure if anyone would take the Kindmon seriously. Until they figured it out, they had a couple backpacks of supplies to hand out.
The portal from the DMCU headquarters dropped them out near where it had previously, in a residential area. Wings bounced around the buildings, examining everything. He skidded back to a stop in front of Jane to report. “This is where I beat that WarGrowl