Leading a group of 20 officers, General Armstrong stood in the middle of the ruins of a mansion. After breaking in, Blood Angel was nowhere to be found, and everything worth value had been destroyed.
"Traces of magic can be found until a few hours ago; the way he is teleporting a set of different tunnels makes tracking him very hard." A woman in military uniform talked, her information passing through her glasses.
General Armstrong walked on the broken walls. "Detective Hestia, find him at all cost."
The woman bowed with respect and walked away to a team of magic researchers. First they had looked for traps, but nothing was there. After they searched the place, the fire flames went out too, leaving them inside a cave with black stones in the sky.
"Detective, there is something weird in here." A freshman pointed at a burned piece of paper, but something was written on it.
Taking the half-burned paper, Hestia tried to read it. Only a name had remained: General Menendez!
