The Ultimate Deathmatch

The Indie Trio

"There are several B ranks a few miles away from us along with one or two S+ ranks even further from them." Twilight read off the map as she dragged, or more exactly, made Edgar float encompassed in a purple bubble of some sorts, while Cerby trudged alongside them. They walked through a highway which was an improvement to that sorry and gloomy street where they had first met. Hank simply walked in silence as they made their way through a couple of broken cars and a massive truck.

"Aim for an S+ rank. I can handle them all on my own while you guys sit back and relax." Hank said after a moment. Edgar screwed up a look of annoyance, while inside his bubble. He had been sitting comfortably without the pain of having to walk miles upon miles and having to fuss over some other team member, but this came with a cost. As he was the noisiest one in the pack, Twilight had put a silencing charm on the protective bubble to prevent any arguments between him and Hank.

"That would be quite reckless" Edgar thought to himself as he held his knees to his chest.
"Not only would he be overwhelmed by them, but his careless mindset would get him killed easily and drop our ranks from an A to a B or a mere C."

Twilight seemed to be thinking along the same lines as Edgar and looked at Hank with the same look of annoyance as Edgar had.

"That would be quite reckless. Not only would you be overwhelmed by them, but your careless mindset would get you killed easily and drop our ranks from an A to a B or a mere C." She replied to which Edgar, whose auditory skills weren't as quite impaired inside the bubble as his speech, stared at her comically wide eyed as she recited exactly what he had thought. Hank simply grunted however and kept walking straight. They had marked out a supermarket on the map nearby. Mike Lynn had spectacularly marked out all the supermarkets, food stalls, malls. fast food restaurants and many other locations which were untouched and intact from the rampage from the sparasites.

"I say we think this over after getting a bit of food. It is rather perplexing how, despite our existence as intricate configurations of binary data and algorithmic processes, we nevertheless experience the primal and seemingly inexplicable urge of hunger, akin to that of an ordinary human being, governed by biological instincts and physiological needs." Said Twilight in a philosophical manner.

Hank simply stopped walking and looked at her blankly and so did Edgar from inside his bubble.

"You want me to dumb it down?" Twilight asked tentatively to which Hank nodded. "Well I meant, It's strange how, even though we're just made of data and code, we still feel hunger like regular humans with bodies and instincts."

Hank stilled looked at her blankly.

"Oh come on, you got to have understood that!" Twilight said in a slightly exasperated manner. "I'll dumb it down even further, It's weird how we're just code, but we still feel hungry like people do. Do you understand now?"

Hank nodded and they resumed their walking towards the supermarket. Things were going pretty smoothly, Hank was expecting some of those 'sparasites' to pop up and fight him, but so far, he was not having any luck. The Harbingers of Peace too seemed to not make an appearance at all. The highway soon branched out to smaller streets all littered with broken down houses and street lamps, just like the one they all first met at. Twilight seemed to be looking at her map in a screwed up concentration as they continued on their journey as silence encompassed them once again. After a while however, Cerby seemed to get tired from the excessive walking and started whimpering slightly.

"Let's take a break." Hank said suddenly after hearing Cerby's constant whimpering and panting. Hank looked at a nearby sign which read '201 S Stephanie St'. This seemed to be the street where the supermarket Albertson's was according to the map, if they walk for a few more minutes, their destination will be on the right.