"Ahem, ah, ah. Testing, one, two, three."0

Kim Ki-Rok was holding a pen, not a microphone. Why he felt the need to test it was a mystery, but given he was the one conducting an important briefing, everyone chose to overlook this lapse in sanity.1

Satisfied, Kim Ki-Rok placed the marker onto the board, acting as if everything were perfectly normal.0

"Why the hell was he holding the pen like a microphone?" someone whispered incredulously.0

It was an absurdity impossible to understand, but rationality had never been the Crazy Bastard's strong suit.0

"On the night between December 23rd and 24th, Awakened criminals plan to assault a Hunter department store. They intend to distract the Hunters Association with a staged power struggle among criminal factions. The store targeted is located here."0

Kim Ki-Rok sloppily drew a circle around Incheon, a major city west of Seoul.0

"Some of you might wonder why they aren't targeting Seoul."0

Although Incheon was still a metropolitan city, it was inferior to Seoul in many ways. Why would they target such a place?0

"There are three...0