"Master Zin! Master Zin—here are the list of—" The guard stopped abruptly when Zin snatched the papers out of his hands without looking at him. With a cold expression, Zin simply walked away.
"…Doesn't Master Zin seem a little different lately?" one guard whispered.
The other guard made a shut-up-immediately gesture. "Don't spout nonsense. You'll get us killed."
Zin was the Vice Master of the Red Dragon Boat— second only to the Red Dragon Master. He handled almost everything that happened inside the enormous floating fortress. Even the elders bowed to him.
He glanced over the list he carried.
A list of incident reports.
It started small: a gambler found unconscious inside a restroom. When he woke up, he claimed he had suddenly "appeared" there from another place.
Then a shop owner.
Then a guard.
Next a supervisor.
Then a worker from the Information Center on the third floor…
