One of the handlers, the most passionate about his job, raged.
His voice reverberated across the empty and barren lobby of the Horza Blaidde Mana Dungeon's entrance.
This handler was naturally Fyun, who was fuming—like an excessively stern and systematic father reprimanding his reckless children—after finding out that despite losing their lead scout, the extermination party still proceeded.
They could've been wiped out.
"Rai Hou! I expected better from you! Why did you decide to proceed? If the WAA lost all seven of you, it wouldn't have been just a minor setback!"
Despite being such a talented individual—one of the actual few worthy to be amongst the truest of elites—Rai Hou couldn't help but shiver as though all by his lonesome in the middle of a fierce blizzard that was Fyun's wrath.
