In the heart of Skina City,
At a towering Building,
Satoru dragged his sleep-deprived, exhausted body forward, forcing himself to take one step after another as he entered the lobby and stumbled into the elevator.
Though his face screamed exhaustion, his spirit refused to relax even for a moment. As the elevator shot upward at high speed, Satoru found himself gazing out at the city's skyline through the glass panels, his mind circling back to the conversation he'd had with his mentor, Guano, the night before.
A large-scale Abyssal Demon gathering?
In such an emergency, as a level 5 ability user, it seemed inevitable for him to prepare and report to the Heavenly Defense Corps.
"Am I seriously gonna face a swarm of Abyssal Demons? Damn, I'm already feeling shaky…" He clutched his chest, muttering anxiously to himself.