"They have left the Elven Kingdom. They are heading somewhere— all of them. We're unable to determine which direction they went."
[What?! What do you mean unable to determine?! They can't just vanish from your sight! Stop making excuses, Team Alpha! Do you understand?!]
A furious voice erupted through the magical communication device, sharp and commanding.
"There is no misunderstanding— we truly lost sight of the targets in the blink of an eye. They disappeared right before our eyes, and we have no idea where they went afterward." The man in the black outfit replied, his eyes sharp and expression solemn.
His hands trembled as he gripped the magical communicator tighter, squeezing so hard that his knuckles turned white.
'Damn it! How am I supposed to know where that bastard went?! This is infuriating!' he cursed inwardly, gritting his teeth as his eyes turned red with frustration.
