Damsel in distress.

That wasn't the only thing we accomplished, we also got multiple new members, Urgan, Ruto, and Emma have learned to use their power a bit more with the help of my guidance… Cough, Cough, the Internet.

The novels Trev read were really helpful to teach them how to use their powers, the fundamentals were pretty much similar, they need to absorb these 'orbs' in the air and refine them in their core.

I'm pretty surprised that they got the hang of it pretty quick, they've got stronger physically, and even their power got stronger.

Each of them got some people they trusted and took them under their wings, most of them were people that got their families killed by The Snakes or had a grudge against them.

We're 50 men and women in total.

Small number but it'll increase eventuality.

Tomorrow we're getting our guns, but today? We're making cigs.

We harvested the crops, crushed them, stuffed them into paper, and added a small piece of carton as a filter.

"So, who's willing to try them?" I laughed, the people who helped me make them were Ruto, Urgan, and Emma, no one knows about the plan except us.

"Uhh…" They all looked away.

I smirked and took one from the packaging we made.

"Do it, Do it, Do it!" Cheered Ruto.

I took out a matchstick and used it to light up the cigarette.

I put the lit cigarette on my lips and tried to inhale it.

"Cough! Cough!" I coughed heavily.

I felt a burning sensation in my throat and lungs, but I still kept trying, I inhaled, held it for a few seconds, then exhaled, and after a few tries I got the hang of it, I no longer felt dizzy nor my throat hurt.

The cigarette felt like bliss, the adrenaline rush and the pleasure felt like masturbating, it fucking made you feel disgusting.

I turned it off using my fingers.

"How did it feel?" Asked Emma.

"Don't try this, you'll get addicted, getting addicted to our own product is dumb," I answered while waving my hand.

"But it does feel like a painkiller after getting used to it." I laughed.

"Does that mean we succeeded?" Asked Ruto.

"Hell yeah, it does!" I laughed.

I could see Urgan's hand snatching one of the packages.

I grabbed two cigarette boxes.

"I'm going to sell these."

To enter the inner area, you need to have an ID and pay a fee depending on your work.

I didn't have the ID, so it was going to be tricky getting in.

I had two plans in mind, getting in some carriage of some rich guy and hiding there, or earning the favor of a rich guy.

They both needed a rich guy to be realized.

[Nah, getting in because of a Milf or some girl is far more better.]

'What the hell are you saying?'

[Ehehehehehehehehe.]

The gate to the high-class area had a huge line, multiple guards were there to prevent robberies or fights.

You may be asking why won't gangs just rob this place? That's cause they'll eat their penis for lunch. Be it the gang leader, or the gang member, everyone is dying.

Even the four big gangs don't dare to rob this place.

I wore something large to cover my body and a scarf cutely surrounded my head so that only my face is appearing.

My powerless, kind of not a poor girl disguise was done.

I walked to the gate, everyone who tried to assault me or flirts with me had their noses broken.

But my girl face was still a 10/10, so I didn't worry much.

I stepped into the line and whoa, the guys here were filthy rich.

Some people walked which gives them the 'Oh, so you're a modest person?' their clothes still looked fancy don't get me wrong.

Other people were in carriages, nothing special, but some other people had carriages that were dragged by some kind of monsters, a lizard or a wolf, gold carvings on the walls, and blacked-out windows

(A/N: for my car guys haha. And please don't smoke in real life, the description in this chapter was sugared a bit. Smoking kills. Even vape you vape suckers. haha)

At first, I was the last one in line, after a few minutes, multiple people were behind me, some were even of different races. Not the skin color, the RACE.

The line wasn't slow, my turn approached more and more, and I didn't find an opportunity to get in a carriage or do something, it was all heavily guarded.

Behind me was a guy in those fancy carriages, he had his buds in as I could hear them talking.

Suddenly, a guy walked out of the carriage, he licked his lips and walked in my direction.

"Hey madam, My name is Josh, Josh Walks, you're looking exquisite today, why not get in my carriage and have a cup of tea?" Asked the man, he had short brown hair, brown eyes, and a not completely shaved beard.

He was at the same height as I'm, When he noticed me examining him, he gave me a gentle smile.

I turned away in hope that he'll go away.

[Nooooooo, not these types of Clichés…]

He grabbed me from my shoulder, and said, "Come on, me a noble, invited you to have some fun, what can you be? Definitely not a noble as you don't have any guards, I can handle anyone below me."

"So why not get in the carriage without making things turn violent, my friends and I are interested in you." He smirked, his gentle behavior all disappeared, no guard or person got between us and save this poor damsel in distress.

"N-no, pl-lease leave me alone," I said while trying my best on a girl voice impression, a nervous one.

He laughed and turned me in his direction, my hand was already holding my pistol, ready to shoot at any moment.

"Sigh, this poor girl, getting targeted by this lustful being." Said a woman.

"Yeah, there are lots of girls that became his victims after meeting him, he rap*d them all, only some accepted getting into a one-night stand, hoping to get pregnant and getting child support, but they all failed" Added another woman.

His face got red, and he extended his hands to my upper piece of clothes, intending to rip it, I was ready to get busted, so my finger was already on the trigger.

I closed my eyes just as a damsel in distress would, again nobody helped, they just whispered.

"Stop!"

[Sigh, this Cliché.]