Loot.. 1
All the young masters and mistresses from the inner branch had gathered around the lava pool, settling on the molten dried stones that resembled stone thrones.
One of the geniuses among them, who had just been called from her seclusion to guard a nature Mid Tier mine, expressed her dissatisfaction.
“Why are we here again?” she questioned, reclining on her throne.
Her vibrant red hair flowed freely as she spoke, Another Blaze Clansman sitting nearby couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“Oh, please, just stop it,” he retorted, tying his hair in a ponytail style.
“You weren’t the only one sent to watch over the Nature Mid Tier Mines, We all have been, and it seems the reason we were called back so soon is because someone has already caught the thieves.”
Before the lady could formulate a comeback, her attention was drawn towards someone appearing in front of them.
And the entire group fell silent, and after first Blaze Clansman greeted the newcomer.