Mikasa, Mara, and Mika were making their way to the North. Their time of journey wasn't long, though, despite the brief conversations they had on their way and all the inner monologue.
"You know," Mikasa said, her voice carrying easily despite their incredible speed, "I never thought I'd see the day when the Falcon Guild would attack us."
A couple of other guilds from the grassroots level had attempted to attack us, but I can testify to that, 'cause I am always among the team that sprays their blood—me and the other Sen.
But for a guild of a higher status?
"You're right," Mara responded respectfully after Akira finished. "I am more surprised that Master Sung has a brother."
Mikasa smiled. "Yeah, yeah, I was as awestruck as you all. He never mentioned it."
"The question is," Mara added, "what's their endgame here? Two hundred members is a substantial force, but against our entire guild on home territory? It seems like a suicide mission."
