Both decks at each level of the ferry were overcrowded with people. Noah could see even more survivors packed inside in the seated areas through the boat's blown-out windows.

Noah and the other new arrivals were still dripping wet as the light from the fiery sky gradually faded away. He noticed that Sophie was watching him with a thoughtful smile on her face. He became suspicious that her already revealing top's neckline had moved lower while the soaked clothing hugged her.

"We're on the boat, now what ability do you have?" Noah asked Sophie as he rinsed his hand through his damp hair onto the deck.

"It's called Matter Manipulation. I'll be able to get this ferry up and running in no time. Just need to wait until daylight to see where we're going first," Sophie replied while puffing her chest out.

"Our Sophie here used to be a mechanic before this apocalypse," Ronan informed him.

"How will that help us?"

"Her ability can power engines as well as a few other neat tricks," Ronan smirked towards Sophie.

"So, Miss Sophie can get us out of here without us needing to rely on the current? That is great news!" Mister Kim spoke.

A cute little Asian girl of about ten years old wearing a tattered oversized coat which must have once belonged to an adult, ran to Mister Kim's side to join them.

"This is my granddaughter Su. All of you can call me Mister Kim" Mister Kim introduced them both to the new arrivals as he placed his hand on Su's shoulder.

"Kim, do you have anything to eat? Or have you been protecting these freeloading blanks for free?" Ronin rudely asked while looking at the remaining survivors with contempt.

"We have been getting everyone organized. Their food belongs to them. They have shared what little they have to alleviate our hunger. But they cannot spare much. Here you may take this," Mister Kim removed a small block of cheese wrapped in foil to hand to Ronan.

"But Grandpa you haven't eaten in days!" Su protested.

"Shhh child, do not cause trouble," Mister Kim rebuked her.

"Listen to your grandpa girl, he's a wise man. But it's not the food I want. Which of you ungrateful bastards has something to eat, or are there too many of you that we need to reduce the numbers a little?" Ronan looked menacingly towards the crowd, which shifted uncomfortably.

"Please just accept this," said Mister Kim as he pressed the cheese into Ronan's hand.

"Suit yourself, old man," Ronan accepted the offering while glaring at the survivors.

Ronan's eyes scanned over the crowd before coming to a rest on a gorgeous young blonde woman in her early twenties dressed in what appeared to be designer clothing with only minor damage but still relatively clean with a young playboy standing beside her. The playboy looked uncomfortable with Ronan's attention on the model beside him.

"Sophie, you should keep our new friend Noah company. Show him the ropes," Ronan suggested before walking towards the wealthy-looking couple.

"Hey girl, what are you doing with a waste of space playboy like him? Don't you know that you need a real man to take care of you now? He looks like he's about to wet himself as soon as I look at him," Ronan spoke to the attractive woman.

"Hey!" The playboy looking man objected.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Ronan kicked the man to the floor before reaching down to grab him by his shirt collar with both hands to pull him back off balance to his feet. A yellow light began to flow under the skin of Ronan's hands, turning the fabric to stone.

"Stop!" Noah opposed Ronan as he pushed Sophie to the side before putting his hand on his sword's hilt, ready to draw it.

Ronan released the playboy, letting him fall back onto the floor with a terrified look on his face as he scrambled backward away from Ronan.

"Relax, I was just proving a point. Look at your so-called man girl, how is he supposed to help you survive? Come with me, I'll let you live better than you've ever lived. Even better than before this shit-storm."

Ronan moved threateningly towards the playboy, who soaked his pants with urine from fear. Trembling in a panic with his back against the railing.

The model looked towards Ronan with indecision before Ronan offered her the cheese that Mister Kim had gifted him earlier. A crazed look passed over the girl's eyes as she stared hungrily at the broken block of cheese.

The model's hesitation disappeared as she quickly snatched the cheese to take a bite as she walked to Ronan's side. The model cast a look of contempt at the playboy shivering on the ground. An expression of betrayal washed over his face before tears gathered in his eyes due to heartbreak.

"But… But Chloe, I gave you everything…"

"Your Daddy's reputation and money can't protect you now. You can't even protect yourself, let alone me, Ryan. Do me a favour and get lost!"

The model cold-heartedly interrupted the playboy's objection as she secreted the remains of her cheese under her shirt before hugging tightly to Ronan's arm.

"You heard the lady, Ryan. Scram!" Ronan smirked arrogantly down at the young playboy as he mocked him before reaching down, squeezing Chloe's ass in a display of ownership while she beamed a flirtatious smile up towards Ronan.

Noah watched all of this happen with a frown on his face. Unsure what he should do next as Ronan stopped tormenting the playboy. The girl had joined Ronan willingly. Sophie placed a hand on Noah's hand that was on the sword hilt.

"There's no need to get violent, everything's resolved peacefully. This is how the world is now. Only the strong can survive, take what you want!" Sophie caused Noah to hesitate.

Sophie stepped seductively in front of Noah while placing a hand on his chest as she stared deeply into his eyes while biting her lip.

"Sophie's a good girl, you should listen to her. Take what you want. He's only a blank and doesn't deserve your pity. Pity will only get you a knife in your back. Girl, it's time to show you a real man." Ronan reached down to lift Chloe onto his hips before giving her a deep hungry kiss as she let out a playful giggle. Ronan then carried her through the parting crowd into the darkness of the ferry.