Clash of Titans (3)

*Japan's Rescue Mission*

The setting sun cast a deep, angry crimson glow over the quiet city streets of Japan, painting the parked cars in a wash of bloody hues. A small crowd had gathered on the road, their phones raised as they snapped picture after picture of the eerie scarlet sky.

"It's just like that day," an elderly Japanese man muttered, shaking his head solemnly, the lines on his face deepening with the weight of his words. "The day the monsters first came."

A hush fell over the group, the air thick with unease as his ominous words sank in. A young mother standing nearby clutched her son's hand so tightly her knuckles turned white, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "We need to get out of here," she breathed, her voice quivering. "It's too dangerous. Let's go, now!"