"You guessed right, Ace. Marcus is being kept on the 95th floor of the local C.I.B. branch headquarters. His security consists of strictly Sky-tiers led by a Void-tier. The last time I had such tight security was when our 35th president wanted me to build his wife a villa on a private island near the frozen north. Or was he the 37th president? Either way, that was a fun winter," Dee3 informed, but midway through the report she got sidetracked reminiscing her adventurous past.
"That means he is being guarded by at least two Void-tier," I muttered, counting the Void-tier Curse Master Atticus guarding the prison underneath the local C.I.B. branch headquarters. Though the last time I ran into Atticus, he seemed uninterested and barely interfered with the Sarmasa cult's attack, but this time stakes were a lot bigger, it had the potential to change the entire curse community as we know it now. If his interest was threatened, he would act. "Damn it!"
