For many reasons, the headquarters of the interdimensional association of hunters was perhaps one of the safest places in the multiverse. Although what Desmond had learned about the association was full of holes and lies that magnified the association's image, this was, at the end of the day, an organization that spanned many worlds and dimensions.
Just the amount of technology and magic employed to protect the headquarters from all manner of attacks and intrusions would give even the best arcanists headaches.
Security only became higher as one entered the vast city that floated in space. One could only wonder where the hell the association got the resources to build a place like this.
Among the few people who had access to the association's secrets, one man, in particular, was currently having a headache while looking at a strange report that had come to his office. Amid the darkness, the red-eyed man had a grim expression as he read.
