In the Haunted Marsh, at the headquarters of the underground black market, Callum, a level-nine Beast Master, stood with his head lowered. Not far from him, a woman sat on a sofa, her face obscured and her posture relaxed as she half-lay on the cushions, her eyes closed in deep thought.
As a level-nine Beast Master, Callum stood quietly, carefully controlling his breathing, afraid of disturbing the woman's train of thought.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but eventually, the woman spoke slowly:
"There's been a discovery of a suspected divine beast in Celestial City. Naturally, we can't let other factions get involved in this. Prepare yourself and pick a few talented individuals to show them the world."
Callum's expression shifted. A divine beast?