Within the HQ of the Red Sun clan, noise echoed through the hall.
Stone walls, polished banners, and a ceiling high enough that any raised voice came back twice, once as the original, and once as a reminder that everyone nearby could hear you losing your composure.
"What do you mean broke Leonard's Record!" the sound of footsteps echoed loudly in there.
Lucas didn't walk so much as stomp. Each step struck like he was trying to crack the floorboards out of spite. He'd already been tense before the message reached him, already annoyed at the quiet kind of problems that stacked one after another, then this hit, and the restraint snapped.
"Lucas, I told you what I saw, I don't know who it was. We're still receiving notice from our guys at the Fortress."
