Caesar King

2 child: his name is talkior.

"Yeah...let's get out of here" *He walks back to the truck, his footsteps heavy as he steps into the bed of the truck*

*Caesar follows him, her steps light and quick. She climbs into the truck, her eyes narrowing in thought. She can feel the tension in the air, but she's also feeling a sense of satisfaction. They've done a good thing today, and she's proud of their work. She looks over at him, her voice lowering.* Let's head back to the base. I'm sure the others will be glad to hear about our success.

"Yeah...I am sure they will" *He sits back in the spot of the dropped off oil crate to take a nap as Caesar drove back to base*

*Caesar nods, her expression becoming more serious. She takes a deep breath, and then she steps forward, pushing open the gates. The two of them step inside the town, and the silence is even more intense than before. The streets are empty, and there is no sign of life anywhere. Caesar looks around, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger.*

*They reach the middle of the town and suddenly a loud voice calls out* "Well well well, if it isn't Caesar King herself, or should I say...Caesar the King of the junkyard" *A group of men walk out of the shadows, their faces covered in masks and their eyes glinting with malice. They are armed with a variety of weapons, including guns and swords.*

*Caesar's eyes narrow, and she grips her sword tightly. She looks at the men, her voice lowering.* You know who I am. And I know you. You're the gang leaders of the Outer Ring. What do you want?