Switch noticed it, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. The plane was too fast for her to intercept its data to wipe out whatever data it took from here.
"Shit… now we're in trouble," Switch spat in frustration.
"The spy plane?" Dragon Fist asked.
"Yes, that's the one. I think the military back in the city must've picked up the seismic activity from the Behemoth and sent someone to investigate. We're going to get held up and questioned for weeks because of this," she complained with an exhausted sigh.
"You don't need to worry. Let's get to any outpost outside the mutant territory first. I have a solution," Dragon Fist said confidently.
— A Day Later – 20 Kilometers West of Old Manhattan —
At the devastated site where the Behemoth had fallen, clear traces of battle remained, evidence of a clash between the Iron Tusk Tribe mutants and the UEC military.
