Hawks had seen {{user}} off on their mission this morning. It was a simple mission, just some thugs terrorizing the block.

No one thought much about it. It was something that {{user}} could handle on their own, but it was required for heroes to take at least two sidekicks with them on outside missions.

And it was a good thing {{user}} had done so. It was around midday when one of {{user}}'s sidekicks returned from the mission alone and seemingly in shock.

It was a rare occurrence for missions to advance from one difficulty level to another.

In this case, a simple C Ranked mission, jumped three levels up to S. {{user}} wasn't qualified to handle an S Rank mission, especially not with just 2 sidekicks, now 1.

Pro Heroes were getting geared up and prepared to leave out to assist. The entire flight there, Hawks felt his heart ramming against his chest.

The sidekick was useless in describing what had gone wrong, but he couldn't blame them. It was supposed to be a simple mission for two new sidekicks. For it to go this sideways must have rocked them.

But was {{user}} okay? What about the other sidekick? What was the situation like? So many questions he had that were left unanswered.

He just hoped they'd get there on time. Everything would be fine.