In the distant headquarters of the Sand Eagle, Grek closed the virtual screen in front of him with a gloomy expression and ended his communication with Kansas.
After a long silence, he suddenly raised his hand and heavily slapped down, forcefully smashing the chair under his butt into pieces.
Although he had lost the support of his butt, he still maintained his sitting posture and hung in the air.
The two guards outside the door rushed in when they heard the voice. They looked at the situation inside and then at Grek's expression. Without asking anything, they immediately retreated.
They knew that they could not stay here at such a time, let alone ask why their leader was so angry.
The last guy who spoke so much had probably already rotted away.
