A Different Hell (2)

Jin instantly became on guard, his body tensing and his brow furrowing in suspicion. He was exhausted, barely able to move, but ready to fight back.

'I can use absorption at least one more time. Expulsion... not so sure, but I'm not going down just like that.' He was prepared for a fight, but the man in front of him raised his hands in a non-threatening gesture. Despite this, the playful smile on the man's face made it hard for Jin to trust him.

The man appeared to be in his mid-thirties, with bright red hair, messy and unorganized just like the heaps of paperwork on his ornate wooden desk. Dark circles under his eyes glowed with an energetic crimson light.

Despite his seemingly exhausted state, the man exuded energy as he stood up, sipping on a cup of coffee before approaching Jin, who instinctively took a step back.