[Six Months Later.]
[Earth - Canada - Survivor's Bar.]
"I need more!!"
A solitary lady enveloped in a heavy, travel-stained hood yelled from a shadowy corner of the tavern, aggressively rising her empty cup into the stale air.
"Coming!!" The exhausted bartender yelled, rushing desperately towards the woman with a fresh, unopened bottle, utterly ignoring the thirsty patrons waiting at the crowded counter.
"Hey! We came here first!" A handsome young guy with messy blonde hair yelled, impatiently hitting his finger against the sticky wooden table.
"Sorry for that. She is a very important person in Canada... You should remember, that two months ago, this entire city was filled with invading monsters, but that Lady wiped them all out in just ten minutes! But, she likes drinking." He added, staring in a mix of profound awe and pity at the hooded lady, who was currently busy gulping down the entire bottle of wine as if trying to drown a deep, unspeakable sorrow.
