"All ready?" Ace asked his core team.
He wore a hoodie a weak Ranker his age had given him. Under it, he had his new vest. A backpack hung from one shoulder, packed with small rations, spare clothes, consumables, and weapons. That was all he needed for a short trip to the Heaven Village.
His Core Team—gear on, packs slung—nodded. Only Chaewon looked a little dazed, maybe still sleepy; she nodded late and rubbed her eyes. Ace turned to the rest of Don Capo Gang.
"You can open the Bank Grotto in my absence. Just will for it. You know what to do in each situation. I trust your judgment. Survival is the priority," Ace said.
Anything could happen while they were gone, so he didn't expect them to protect the Bank Grotto or the Camp. A wave of monsters or undead—or another Sixteen attack—could endanger everyone he was leaving behind.
