As the new arc begins, the city bustled with life. The crowded streets were alive with the hum of voices and the clatter of everyday activity. But in the midst of it, there was an eerie shift in the atmosphere. Moxie and Liza walked down the bustling city street, their steps steady, unaware that they were being followed. Insanity trailed behind them, his aura concealed but his deadly gaze locked onto Moxie.

The people around began to sense the unease, their eyes shifting between the stranger and the young man in front of him. Insanity's intent was clear—he wasn’t just watching. He was waiting.

Moxie, feeling the weight of the stare, came to an abrupt halt. The moment he turned, his eyes met Insanity’s—a dangerous and menacing figure now standing before him. Liza, ever vigilant, noticed the brewing confrontation immediately.

"Everyone, get back!" Liza’s voice rang out, sharp and urgent. She knew exactly what was about to unfold.

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The city froze for a moment as people realized something was very wrong. In a split second, they scattered, rushing away from the looming clash of powers.

Without another word, both Moxie and Insanity unleashed their energy. The pressure was immense. It radiated out, crashing through the streets like a tidal wave, sending cars skidding, buildings trembling, and debris flying in all directions. A single bystander, caught in the crossfire, was nearly crushed by the collapsing ground, but Moxie’s quick reaction sent them to safety just in time.

The ground beneath them cracked under the sheer weight of their combined power. For now, no blows had been exchanged, but the tension in the air was unbearable. It was as if the entire city could collapse at any second from the force of their presence alone.

“You’ve been following me.” Moxie’s voice was calm, but his eyes burned with focus.

Insanity smirked, his eyes gleaming with madness. “You think you’re ready for what’s coming?”

Liza stood back, her eyes scanning the devastation already caused. She could see it—the inevitable battle that would rip apart more than just the city.

The pressure kept building, but the real fight had yet to begin.