Three weeks had passed since that day, and the Awakener Management Bureau finally held a confidential meeting with Prometheus. The details of the discussions remained unknown, but all the hunters who had been kidnapped were transferred to the Seowon Guild. The use of the term "transferred" was simple to explain.
Thud! A fist hit the desk.
"Theyâre completely violent. Theyâre practically animals, biting at everything. They canât even tell whatâs what anymore. Every one of them!"
Although they were removed from the research facility, they still had to remain confined.
Nam Woo-jin sat in his chair, clearly displeased. His disheveled hair and the scorched, wrinkled lab coat he wore made it clear that he had barely made it through the ordeal. Marionette, standing behind him, started to tidy up his tangled hair as soon as he sat down. Nam Woo-jin took off his glasses, examining them in the light. Across from him, Jung-bin sighed quietly.
"Is that so... Is treatment impossible?"
"We were researching it. We gathered some information, but... we were interrupted, thanks to someone."
Nam Woo-jin impatiently drummed his fingers on the desk before bursting out angrily.
"Damn it! Weâre not some brute-force guild. Do you have any idea how much work it took? And if theyâre going to transfer them, shouldnât they at least give us some notice? Who just dumps a dozen people on us like this? Do they think this is a guesthouse?"
"I sincerely apologize for that. Originally, the Wave Guild was going to take some as well, but... well."
Jung-bin shook his head, looking uncomfortable.
"Weâve had trouble contacting them. They might be dealing with something elseâ¦"