I am The Law

The drones, hovering like vultures above the plaza, unleash a salvo of laser-precise shots. The air smells suddenly acrid, metallic, a combination of burnt ozone and gunpowder. Some of the gangsters, their instincts kicking in faster than their loyalty to their fallen leader, hastily discard their guns. Others are not so fortunate— the eerie whizz of bullets from the drones ensures they never make another decision again. About 12 bodies collapse, their expressions frozen in shock and disbelief.

This grim episode is broadcast live across all districts of the Grey Area, ensuring that the chilling finale is watched by countless eyes. The undercurrents of fear and awe flow like a tide through the community, leaving nobody untouched.