Vicente looked at the entrance of his building with concern, noticing a level 1 Acolyte there.
However, as he looked at that place, he saw that person fall face-first to the ground, and a young red-haired man covered in blood appeared at that door.
"Rory?"
"Vice?"
The two shouted each other's names, all the enemies in the area already dead or unconscious and unable to hear each other.
"What happened here, man? How did it all start?" Vicente asked as he continued where he was, too tired to walk around the area casually.
"I don't know. We just got attacked. I was training when suddenly there was a bang and shaking. When I realized we were under attack, our men were already unloading their weapons on the enemies attacking us." Rory said as he ran a hand over his mask, removing some of the blood of his enemies.
