Tapping his finger on his table, Dorian stared into the space with a lazy gaze.
And by his side was the ever-trusty Butler Sheng and the Lion-head Pandrol, who stood in faithful silence.
On the table was a map... A map of various territories across the country that had several Red Cross marks on them.
Odd...
Too odd.
It's been a week since the unrest began, and it was already becoming chaotic.
How to say it?
It was as though these many underworld creatures hiding in the dark, had suddenly decided to become bold, causing mischief at every corner.
Luckily, they still haven't truly revealed themselves to the public, or else there would be apocalyptic-level chaos going on in the streets at this moment.
"It's not normal," Dorian whispered, scanning the map before him with a dangerous light.
