The rambles of many echoed out, with everyone wanting a piece in on the action.
And for a moment, those in lesser ranks in the hall seemed to have forgotten where they were, what rules were in place for talking, and who the f*** they were speaking boldly to.
"Enough!"
Kavien commanded, having had enough of their mumbles.
His icy cold voice, though echoed through his megaphone, still gave many chills.
Hmph!
Kavien sneered.
"We, the Class 1s rank 4s, will delegate on this matter and send task letters to those chosen for the missions. In 4 days, you will all get your answers!"
And so it shall be. Zain and a few others in this rank nodded, knowing it would be their duty to assign who will head out and find these descendants.
If it were other times, he, Kavien, and many other top tank 4s would use this opportunity to favor those they liked.
