Dressed in a sleek, form-fitting bodysuit made of an advanced, shimmering material, she caught the light with every movement. The suit was predominantly black, with accents of deep crimson that highlighted her strong and elegant figure. Over her shoulders, she wore a flowing cape that billowed dramatically with each stride, its inner lining adorned with intricate, silver embroidery that spoke of ancient power.
Her boots, reaching up to her knees, were crafted from supple leather, reinforced with protective plating. Her gloves, equally sophisticated, ended at her wrists, revealing finely chiseled armor that covered her forearms. A belt cinched her waist, holding various pouches and gadgets essential for her mission.
Completing her ensemble was an ornate headpiece that rested elegantly atop her brow, encrusted with jewels that glinted with an inner fire. The combination of her attire and the aura she projected made Silver, a figure of both elegance and formidable strength.
Silver approached the edge of the bustling town, her frustration evident in the furrow of her brow. "Excuse me," she called out to a passerby, her voice laced with impatience. "can you point me toward the main road out of here? I can't believe they assigned me to this mission. It makes no sense, i should be home."
Behind her, four men stood at attention, their expressions a mix of concern and readiness. Each was armed, their gear suggesting a readiness for anything. Beside them, a lady dressed in a blue and white, B-ranked armor suit stood tall, her presence commanding and reassuring. The armor gleamed in the sunlight, its design both functional and elegant, reflecting her rank and skill.
The passerby, taken aback by Silver's urgency, pointed down the road. "It's that way, just past the market."
Silver sighed, glancing back at her companions. "Thanks," she muttered, her irritation simmering just beneath the surface. "Let's get moving. This is going to be a long day." The team fell into step behind her, a mix of determination and readiness in their stride.
The scout stood at attention, his expression serious as he began his report. "Commander, we've discovered an A-rank beast in the northern forest," he said, his voice steady but urgent. "It's a massive creature, nearly twice the size of a grizzly bear, with scales as hard as steel and claws that can cut through rock. Its presence has already caused a significant disturbance in the local wildlife."
He paused, allowing the gravity of his words to sink in. "Our initial assessment suggests it's highly aggressive and territorial. We've marked its location on the map and have set up observation posts to monitor its movements. So far, it's stayed within a five-mile radius, but we need to prepare for the possibility that it might venture closer to populated areas."
The scout's eyes met the commander's, his expression resolute. "We recommend assembling a specialized team to handle this threat. Given its rank, it poses a serious danger to anyone unprepared. Awaiting your orders, sir." His report was thorough and clear, leaving no doubt about the seriousness of the situation.
The commander's eyes narrowed as he processed the scout's report. With a decisive nod, he turned to his aide. "Call Rosa's team immediately," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for hesitation.
The scout's face lit up with a mixture of relief and excitement. He knew Rosa's team was renowned for their prowess in handling high-level threats. The mere mention of their involvement reassured him that the situation would be handled with unmatched precision and skill.
The aide swiftly relayed the orders, the atmosphere in the room shifting from tension to anticipation. Everyone knew that with Rosa's team which consisted of Rosa the leader, Silver the Elementalist and other four knights on the case, the A-rank beast's days were numbered.
Robert lay peacefully on the bed, his black hair tousled against the pillow. His breathing was slow and steady, a picture of tranquility in sleep. The gentle rise and fall of his chest added to the serene atmosphere of the room.
Beside him, a girl with long, flowing silver hair sat quietly, her gaze tenderly resting on his sleeping form. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching the soft light and shimmering like moonlight. She sat with an air of calm and protectiveness, her presence a silent guardian in the stillness of the moment.
The maid walked into the room with a practiced grace, carrying a sleek black envelope. Her steps were light and careful, barely making a sound on the plush carpet. Silver, who sat beside Robert, she handed over the envelope with a respectful nod.
She accepted the envelop, curiosity flickering in her eyes. She tore open the envelope and began reading the letter inside. As her eyes scanned the contents, her expression shifted rapidly to one of annoyance. She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. "What, the holidays-!" she exclaimed, her voice rising in frustration.
Realizing her mistake, she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with regret. She glanced at Robert, his face wrapped in bandages, ensuring he had not been disturbed. The room fell silent once more, the tension momentarily broken by her outburst.
She took a deep breath, then turned and walked briskly toward the door. Her long silver hair swayed with each step, catching the light in a mesmerizing display. As she reached the doorway, she glanced back once, her eyes lingering on the sleeping boy. Then, with a resolute expression, she stepped out of the room, the door closing softly behind her.
Silver stood defiantly before Kruger in the tall skyscraper. Her eyes blazed with determination as she spoke in a serious tone, "I'm leaving, and if something like that happens again, I'll come and get my brother."
Just as she turned to leave, she whirled back around, pointing a finger at the old man. "And I don't want to hear he's under your training or that stupid butler of yours!" Her voice was sharp, cutting through the tension in the room.
Without waiting for a reply, she spun on her heel and stormed out, the door banging loudly behind her. The sound echoed through the spacious room, leaving a tense silence in its wake.
Kruger sighed deeply, the lines on his face softening for a moment. He turned slowly to face the sprawling city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His gaze was distant, lost in the twinkling lights and the vast expanse before him. "She is just like her," he murmured, his voice a mix of wistfulness and resignation. The memories of the past mingled with the present, a bittersweet echo in his words.
The group stood in a tense silence, their faces a mixture of determination and contemplation. The tall trees around them rustled as the wind picked up, hinting at the looming presence of the A-rank beast. Despite the gravity of the situation, there was an air of calm among them.
Silver stood with an unbothered look, her silver hair catching the light as she surveyed her comrades. Her stance was relaxed, yet there was an unmistakable resolve in her eyes.
Rosa, dressed in his blue and white B-ranked armor, crossed her arms, her face serious yet calm. Beside her, Liam glanced around, his demeanor composed despite the imminent danger. The other members of the team mirrored this quiet confidence, their eyes steady and focused.
Breaking the silence, one of the four knights, equally relaxed, remarked, "Only you two have fought an A-rank beast before." Their tone was matter-of-fact, acknowledging the experience Silver and Rosa brought to the table.
Silver nodded slightly, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Alright then," she said, her voice unwavering. "Let's take this beast down, and go back home." The group exchanged knowing looks, their collective strength and unshakeable calm creating an air of invincibility.