Nancha City.
Inside a private underground hospital.
A place once used to dissect and sell human organs had now been temporarily occupied by them.
Machi listened as her companions described everything that had happened. To be honest, he had never expected things to turn out like this.
Clearly, their leader had judged this "seizure" operation to be relatively easy, so he had not summoned every member.
Yet they had still gathered nine members, including nearly all of their combat personnel.
And among those combat members—
Four were seriously wounded, one was crippled, and one was dead.
It could be said that they had suffered devastating losses.
Without exaggeration, this was the worst loss they had suffered since their debut.
Their boat had capsized in a gutter.
Their leader readily admitted his mistake. He had "let his guard down."
If post-mortem Nen had not come into play, they could at most have called it a failed operation and accepted some loss of property.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs. Not only had they encountered it, they had encountered the kind with the clearest hostility and purpose.
This lesson would likely be burned deep into their minds.
As treatment continued and noon drew near, Shalnark, who had left earlier, finally came in from outside along with another bandaged member—Burolo Lev.
"Did you figure it out? Information on that damned bastard!" Feitan asked Shalnark as he entered, lying on a makeshift hospital bed.
The doctor beside them treated them with trembling hands.
Shalnark looked at Feitan and smiled reassuringly. "Don't get worked up. I found something."
"An Airship landed secretly at the airport before dawn this morning, then left after half an hour.
"If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably the people who escaped last night. The one who clearly injured you wasn't a