T/W: Foul Language
The morning was chaotic for the Hunter's Association, as reports flooded in from the Coast Guard. Not only were massive distortions spotted beneath the water, and marine life washing up dead on shore - but some boats that went missing were found smashed to pieces, floating on the water with no survivors to be found.
With the speculations of a possible dungeon break, all eyes were on the Association for not detecting it ahead of time. That, mixed with the fact that they were short-staffed. Not enough Hunters to deal with a possible gate deep below the ocean's surface. Nor were there enough water-elementalists to even contribute.