Only by using their bodies to suppress the Weird and wielding the Weird's abilities could they possibly survive encounter after encounter with the Weird.
The dead could not even feel this much pain.
Suffering Disaster hurried over.
He sat down in the leftmost of the three seats at the head of the table.
He looked below and saw that all the seats were already occupied.
"Everyone's here?"
"Leader Suffering Disaster."
"Leader."
The others hurriedly rose to their feet and bowed to Suffering Disaster.
Suffering Disaster waved them off, telling them not to be so formal. "No need to bow to me. Everyone, sit."
He looked toward the seat on the right and the one in the middle.
"Evil Disaster and the Grand Leader aren't here yet?"
The Grand Leader had clearly called them together, yet he had not shown himself for so long. And that guy Evil Disaster...
Not long after he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist appeared in the middle.
When the black mist dispersed, Natural Disaster appeared before everyone with a dark expression, gripping Evil Disaster in one hand.
"Grand Leader. Leader Evil Disaster."
Everyone stood again and bowed.
Natural Disaster raised a hand, signaling for them to sit.
Then he tossed Evil Disaster into the seat on the right. "Stay put."
Evil Disaster's face was full of anger and defiance. There were several abrasions on his face, and he looked utterly disheveled.
It seemed that he had fought someone before coming here—and had not gotten the better of it.
He wanted to flare up, but since he could not defeat Natural Disaster, he could only sit obediently in his seat.
"I gathered you here this time because it concerns the future of Anomaly Tamers, as well as the future of our organization."
"We should all