Phoenix Flight Training Hall
"Bellamy? Nate?!" Han Jae-won rushed through the hallway, brushing past the Guild officials scurrying around with medical kits.
Many of those lining the hallway were casual members of the Guild here to see the drama before anyone else. They shot him stares but he ignored them until he got in front of the training hall.
"Hunter Nate!" He yelled out when he saw one of his teammates being lifted onto a stretcher—the same Esper who managed to send him an SOS text.
He pushed past the nurses beside him, his eyes immediately pinning on the injuries on him. Hunter Nate was one of the most skilled A-Rank Hunters he knew.
A lightning-type Esper, his abilities could rarely be countered by Espers in the same Rank. Yet here he was—with heavy burns on his clothes and skin and his once bright face etched with ash.
