"Are you guys even listening to me at all?!" Klint yelled. "There are people out there using our name, and this is the response you guys have towards it?!"
Eliss rolled her eyes, "What are we supposed to do about it?"
"I don't know, go out. Go find the people doing it! Maybe I should simplify it for you all. Go do your goddamn jobs!"
One of the other commanders raised his head for the first time.
"Speaking of that, our link in that town is dead. That mayor,"
Klint paused, facing away from the blue-eyed woman.
"Who?"
"I'm not sure," Rein, the commander who spoke earlier, responded. "The underlings reported it to me today. He said two guys killed the link. One of them had white hair and red eyes, and supposedly the other guy matched the description for the infamous One Thousand Spells mercenary,"
Klint rubbed his forehead as he heard that, "One Thousand Spells? Seriously? Is he still injured?"
"No Idea."
