Tatis Empire, Suffering Borderland, a secret outpost of Division Intelligence Unit Two.
Approaching dawn, the sky was just turning bright, a perfect time for sleep, yet inside the secret outpost, it was bustling with activity.
Footsteps hurried and chaotic, typewriters clattering. Smoke from cigarettes lingered in the air, swirling under the glow of coal lamps.
In the spacious office room, several rows of desks were filled with documents, with people coming and going in the aisles.
Just on the other side of the wall, in the Acting Commander's office, Lieutenant Cavado was reporting to his superior.
"Chief Officer, our intelligence personnel embedded within the Death Herald Guild have sent a secret letter. There's been a fierce debate within the Guild..."
Not allowing Cavado to finish speaking, the Morster with his silvery metallic face shield lifted a metal palm, signaling the other to stop.
Cavado closed his mouth, stood up straight, and waited patiently in place.
