317 Midnight

Lush greenery perturbed by the wind from helicopter blades, the grass cried for it was a tornado. Meters away from touch down, the tall figure of a man stood atop a balcony. Overwhelmed by being picked up in a helicopter, Clarise, Flein, and Rhee got off with the vehicle now silent. The noble district and a massive mansion to boot, the trio made their way accompanied by a guard who stood with pitch dark glasses and a gun.