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Safe Zone 1.
Within a private room moderately furnished with the design best suited for formal meetings, several figures sat with anxious looks on their faces. One of them stood as he overlooked his colleagues. They were reviewing the latest news on the recent attack.
Rena stood at the side with a depressed face. She had seen the attack coming from the projections of the satellite but as she gave the warning for the attack, it was already too late. She felt a deep sense of guilt even though her calculative mind told her that this was an impossible attack to warn anyone of beforehand better than she had.
The footage of the monitors when she overlooked the global state was always being recorded to be used for meetings like this. At this moment, she was projecting the footage of signatures of the minute assassins as they sped all over from the island that had been speculated to be housing their enemy, to the four Safe Zones in a matter of minutes.
