A few days earlier, Inside a waiting room within the Hunter Association Headquarters. Sara was sitting on a couch in a polite and proper way, suited for a maiden such as herself. Her eyes threatened to fall shut on her but she kept her focus up as best she could. She raised her head when she heard the door open. A staff member of the Association was the one behind it. “Miss Whitegate, the president will see you now.” The staff said. Sara only gave a nod before standing up. She then followed the staff to the Association President’s office. The staff opened the door for her and let her enter while she stepped back and closed the door after Sara had entered. The office was the same every time she entered. The only difference she ever noticed would be the amount of paper on the president’s desk. Which was never too much to begin with, but today it was seemingl

A few days later, Jack was waiting by a junction in the streets. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and just simple casual clothes. He looked at his watch from time to time while he tapped his finger with his arms crossed. “You seem impatient.” The voice of the person he had been waiting for finally arrived. “You’re late.” He said as he looked at the woman. She wore a plain white dress with a white sun hat which enhances her beauty even more. She tipped her hat up a bit as she spoke.  “You never specified a time. Just in the morning.” “We’re both on a tight schedule here. Let’s go.” Jack walked ahead of her first. Their destination was already in view. The Crane’s Mansion, also known as Cecilia’s mansion. Once they were near the gate of the mansion, they w

Shim Boon was searching between the bushes for the items needed. He picked leaves, flowers, branches and fruits from certain trees. As he went about his job, he was wondering if the two newbies were doing fine. “Maybe I shouldn’t have made them split up?” He asked himself. So far, he has only done this job with much more experienced people. He checked the time on his watch. It was about twenty minutes since they started. The Managone on his waist was only just starting to give a small glint. He had a little bit more time before he had to change his canister. He pushed away the leaves and branches in his way that led him to a path. Something caught his eyes. “Footprints?” Indeed and not one of animals. It was the barefoot of a humanoid. It led back down the path, towards the campsite. “These don’t look fresh, but....&r

Matthew, Sasha and Pix arrived at the camp a while later, only to find that everything was in disorder. The furniture were flipped, the cabinets were open and muddy footprints everywhere. "What happened here?" Matthew asked no one. "I honestly expected worse for a camp." Pix said. Sasha looked at the floor and noticed something. There was a bead the size of a thumb. She picked it up and examined it. "This… Is from my people." She said in a gasp. "Your people?" Matthew turned to her. "Yes, warriors of our tribe wear a bracelet made from these beads tied together." “Warriors huh? By the looks of it, they ransacked this place. What were they looking for?” “They were definitely looking for me. Your friends must’ve gotten into a fight with them before being taken away.” 

Matthew walked towards the entrance that would lead him to the crystal that he had been looking for. Sasha and Pix were also walking with him. The entrance opened up to a tunnel that was dark. As they went deeper, more and more light particles started appearing and voices also started to whisper something into their ears. “The voices of my sisters. They are questioning why you’re here.” Pix said. “Yeah, I can hear them.” Matthew said. “What’s an outsider doing here?” “Was Gilas slacking off?” “Just get lost already.” “Isn’t that Pix?” “Why did they bring him here?” “They don’t seem to like me though.” “Well, for certain reasons, even I hated you. But the fact that you understood me, us, made me change my mind.”