Africa, a certain country, the Wolftooth headquarters—Dream Prairie.
After receiving the news that the Reaper was still alive, the sky above Dream Prairie seemed to be filled with a somber atmosphere, suffocating to the point where it was hard to breathe.
No one dared to speak loudly, they also walked cautiously, everyone from Wolftooth was like a tightened string, their spirits highly concentrated, fearing that they would anger the high-ups, who were filled with boundless fury.
James, Tony, and Jossen, the three leaders, sat in the resplendent conference hall, the atmosphere heavy, and it was a long while before anyone spoke.
Except for the old, sick, disabled or dead, unauthorized departure from the organization is forbidden and regarded as betrayal!
This was one of Wolftooth's iron rules, one that every new member had to recite upon officially joining. For nearly a hundred years since Wolftooth was established, anyone who dared to break this rule died, without exception!
