At the same time, in the city, in a secret underground lair, the four gang leaders secretly met. They stood before a horrifying sight: thousands of bodies with their blood being drained forming a small pool of blood. The air reeked of death and madness.
"Everything is ready," one of the gang leaders, a tall, lanky man with a scar down his face, whispered. "We can start."
Another leader, a woman with cold, piercing eyes, nodded. "We've waited long enough. No one will stand in our way."
A third leader, short and stocky, added, "The sacrifices have been made. Now, we just need to channel the energy."
The fourth leader, a weak-looking, middle-aged man, nodded as he spoke. "We already drew the dark spell circle before the battle started. It should be about to collect enough death energy."
