A New Threat

Lianna's footsteps echoed down the familiar corridors of the Watchful guild headquarters, her mind heavy with the weight of recent events.

The images of the fallen players lingered vividly in her thoughts. 

[Doing that to others... There had to have been a reason, right?] 

Miss Taylor's office door stood before her. 

With a determined breath, Lianna knocked and entered, finding Miss Taylor engrossed in paperwork, her expression a blend of professionalism and concern.

"Come in, Lianna," Miss Taylor greeted warmly, setting aside her work to focus on her guild member. "What's on your mind?"

Lianna wasted no time, relaying the grim discovery from their recent mission.

She recounted the scene, the bodies, and the unsettling realization that their fellow Watchful members hadn't fallen to Fiends but to other humans.

Miss Taylor listened intently, her brow furrowing in contemplation.

"Ah," she sighed, "another case..."