Combat was coming to an end, and the situation on the field was becoming clearer, with only a few scattered disciples still resisting stubbornly.
The members of the Violent Terror Mobile Team had switched to lighter armor and were moving quickly through the battlefield, searching for the important leaders among the mechanical disciples.
The dust had settled.
"Very good," Garcia stood up, looked at Jiang Shu, and smiled, "We have won."
"Uh-huh," Jiang Shu nodded, not saying anything further as he waited for Garcia's next move.
"Jiang Shu, T4, Magician," Garcia slowly began, "Mr. Jiang, you have really surprised me."
"How so?" Jiang Shu asked, puzzled.
"Mr. Jiang is very capable, so I've developed the thought of forming an alliance." Garcia walked to a side liquor cabinet, opened it, and a questioning voice followed, "What would Mr. Jiang like to drink? I have almost every drink available on the market here."
