In the night sky, carp-shaped airships, serving as advertising spaces and festive atmosphere enhancers, flew slowly.
At that moment, a triangular hoverbike zoomed past close to the airship, its side propellers spinning fiercely in the fierce wind. Sitting on the hoverbike, the man lightly pressed a button on the side of his helmet and initiated communication.
"Arrived at the designated location according to satellite positioning, starting to search for the target."
"Received, beginning to connect you with the local surveillance system." A young female voice came through the earpiece, soon followed by various tracking data appearing on the protective goggles part of the man's helmet as he continuously screened each pedestrian on the streets.
On the ground, a bar in a commercial plaza.
