"Thank you for coming despite your busy schedules," Midas Ryu, the founder and head of the Hunter's Association, spoke coolly into the microphone, his voice resonating through the tall glass-paneled conference hall.
He stood at the front of the room, backlit by the glow of a massive projected screen. The floor-to-ceiling walls around them buzzed faintly with the faint hum of high-end tech, sealing them in with soundproof security.
The meeting hall—used only for top-priority emergencies—was packed with elite S-Class Hunters from every major guild.
A flicker of static passed through the projector as it warmed.
"Like we had a choice," Mio muttered under his breath, arms crossed as he slouched in his seat beside Samantha.
She didn't hesitate to jab her elbow into his side.
"Ow!" Mio hissed in a half-whisper, straightening up.
"Behave yourself," Samantha scolded quietly. "Why can't you be more like Kairo?"
