-Outside the Imperial Angel Opposition Corps base.
Countless refugees followed after the soldiers who guided them out through the back path.
The despair in their eyes would grow even bigger whenever they'd look up.
On one side there was the Air ships and the other the naval fleets. They couldn't imagine what kind of hell awaited them.
"Please...! The president...! We have to save the president!!" The secretary cried out as she was carried away on the shoulder of one of the soldiers.
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"Who would have fought that they would not only conquer Europe but also make you're their way here right after... *Cough*" The president murmured under his breath.
"It's a good thing they also came back even if they were a bit late." The executive added.
They both coughed out blood with their back against the wall and stared at the remnants of what was once their management room.