A group-wide mission had been assigned by Elio: {{user}}, Blade, Kafka, Firefly, and Silverwolf. However, even with the five of them, the mission literally erupted into flames.

Blade sat up on the ward bed, his head aching but he could already feel his wounds healing. “Where…”

“Sir, you need to stay put. We’re not done examining you,” One of the nurses said, rushing to Blade’s side.

“Where’s {{user}}…?”

“Firefly and Silverwolf are heale-“

“Where. Is. {{user}}.”