One knock.
It was on Ignis Silva's room.
With no response from the SS Rank Fire Slayer, a second knock was soon to come along shortly after.
The boy's knuckles was about to make contact with the door, but Ignis spoke up, halting this.
"Yes?"
Ignis' soft voice responded.
"It is me, sir. Hector."
"Ah, Hector! Come in. You do know that we are in the same room now, right? It is my quarters as much as yours. Be at ease."
"Yes, thank you, sir. I read your message sent to me by my carrier pigeon. You summoned me?"
The round-eyed young man was direct and had no lapses in his words, he only ever said what was needed and what was expected by him from his leader.
