[Captain~ as you said, those rifts appeared right in the basement of the damned club. Oh fuck, what a delightful treat it was to see their horrified faces.]
Ethan hummed. "What about the carcass?"
[All delivered to the mansion. But captain, how did you know the precise location? I mean, not even the sensors could predict where they would spawn.]
Ethan muttered coldly, "I don't find it entertaining to repeat my orders. But I'll do it for you." His tone dropped, each word becoming sharper as he added, "Don't ask questions. Just follow orders. Did I make myself clear?"
There was a brief pause on the other end before the response finally came.
[Understood, captain.]
Ethan disconnected the call and opened his messages, sending a brief text to someone.
'Delivered. Everything went smoothly.'
There was no response. Ethan made no attempt to send another message and simply closed the app, his expression remaining as impassive as before.
Just then, someone approached him.
