A bunch of hammers approached the area around midnight, Kang carefully eyeing them from the sky above. Two at the front and two at the end, escorting the one driving in the middle.
"Are you sure this is the place? I don't recall it having a hill, much less a cave." The leader, an old-looking man, stepped out of the car, his eyes wandering around as he spoke.
The majority were dressed like thugs, with torn pants and somewhat metallic jackets resampling armor. Their leader was dressed in a blue suit and the ones escorting him in his car wore casual clothes.
A long, vertical scar decorated the leader's face on his right cheek, going through his eye and rendering it useless as a black eye patch covered it.
A thick grey mustache sat above his mouth, matching his hair color. Kang's grin spread wide, noting that 6 of the 25 were S-ranked and the rest were A-ranked.
