James sprinted through the corridors with all his might. Being a hunter specialising in agility, it was easy for him to breeze through the building. But he found it difficult to control his raging heartbeat.
'Two S-rankers in one day,' James thought, rushing past another agent. 'Things are about to get heated here. By now, those guilds are probably already hovering outside like the vultures they are. I should tighten the security around here-'
As he sprinted, his phone buzzed in his pocket, and without breaking his stride, he fished it out and answered.
"Hello?"
"James, it's me," his superior's voice crackled through the phone. "We need to talk about the situation with the new hunters."
"Yes, sir, I'm aware of the situation with the S-rankers. I should be there in twenty seconds-" James said, thinking his boss was, as usual, trying to take credit for it. Hence, he had yet to inform the association heads about it.
