Ring Ring Ring!
Master Sung stared at his phone for a few seconds, his smooth face illuminated by the soft blue glow of the screen. He swiped to answer the call while he remained silent.
"Good news, we have found them. Leo and Ryder." The heavy voice from the other end spoke.
A smile slowly spread across Dwang Sung's face, transforming his typically serious expression into something almost predatory. The seventeenth time today he was smiling because of issues relating to the demon plain contractor.
"Be on your way now," he replied, voice tight with anticipation. "I'm in the hotel right behind the Federal Summoners Guild base."
He ended the call with a flick of his thumb and turned his gaze to the ceiling fan spinning above his head in rhythmic whooshing.
"So it is finally time," he muttered as he could feel excitement building up in him, coursing through his veins like fire. The Crimson Eagles were as fast as always, tracking down their target in a very short time.
