A wailing cry exploded around the Blackscale Citadel as a falcon with dark-blue eyes shot up from the building's roof and entered the sky.
Two brown feathers floated and landed softly on the outside sill of the third floor's window.
Inside, through the transparent glass window, Lu Wang stood at the center, brushing his right index finger on his chin while squinting at the wall as if something was staring back at him.
"What actually happened at the Seol-Mujin?" He asked in a soft voice, then turned his gaze toward the closed door. 'Hei Yung needs to give me the full overview, whether they accepted it or not.'
Just as he went and sat down on the silver foamy chair arranged around the round, white table, footsteps echoed from the side of the door.
Hei Yung stopped by the door with the inscription, 'Authorized Personnel ONLY,' then sighed heavily.
'Whatever the case, I have to let them know.' He said low in his head, then pushed the door open.
