Haven Ring
The room was quiet, and yet, the silence was suffocating.
Agbes sat across from Namor Vortan, and despite his posture being relaxed, with one leg crossed over the other, chin resting on his hand, she felt as though every move she made was being scrutinized heavily. Behind him stood two of his subordinates. They were second years, surprisingly, and they both stared at her with sharp, unblinking gazes.
It was nerve-wracking, but Agnes had come here, and she didn't intend to be sent back due to a few hardcover books.
"I'll be blunt," She began, breaking the silence first. Her voice was steady, but her clenched fists in her lap betrayed her. "I want in on your little hunt during the excursion."
Hunt.
Among certain circles in their school, it was made known that Namor intended to hunt a certain student. The reason being? He didn't want anyone to get in his way during it.
As for who the student was?
Mike, naturally.
