Shawnee National Forest
The night sky stretched over boundless cliffs, valleys and ravines below. Stars dotted the darkness above, creating the illusion of a sea of light.
The creatures of this majestic forest about six hours away from Chicago went about their normal routines. Howls, chirps and other sounds resounded from within the thick flora.
It was peaceful. Untouched—alas, not for long.
"President Josiah." The vice president gave a brief salute to the president of the Federation at the centre of a clearing they'd made.
Over twenty other Hunters, all S-Ranks gathered from different parts of the continent, made camp in this clearing. A huge bonfire crackled in the middle, coating the place in yellow light.
Josiah spun around to face the Vice President. "Anything from the scout team yet?"
"Yes, actually. Aether readings in the vicinity hint at the presence of a powerful entity. Beyond S-Rank." A pause. "The Void entity shouldn't be far away from us, sir."
