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August 3, the weather was clear.
Florence, Commercial District, Special Action Department.
This was a building similar to a Police Station, only more secretive, and the entrance had no conspicuous signs. If one didn't look through the white enclosure wall, it would just seem like a private manor at a glance.
Inside the enclosure wall, Rita, a White Luminance Level huntress, yawned as she walked into a building to locate her team's designated area. She arrived early, and her team members had not yet arrived; only a few others were scattered throughout the Hall. These colleagues were all yawning wearily.
