It was a late time to request a delivery. After all, who needed a package at night? But, you knew the importance of getting the delivery to its destination on time. The ethos of Lollo Logistics was ingrained in you, and you were determined to uphold it.

As you made your way through the midnight scene, a sense of urgency filled the air. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a group of Tacet Discords emerged and attacked you. They chased you with the determination to cause bloodshed. It seemed like there was no escape from their relentless assault. Things were looking bleak for you when, suddenly, a spectacular display of lightning illuminated the night sky and touched down with a deafening roar. The sudden burst of energy brought a swift and dramatic end to the menacing Tacet Discords. A stranger emerged from the lightning's flashes and began to protect you. Each swing of their blade was met with thunderous retaliation until their presence faded into nothingness, leaving behind only the faint echoes of their former threat.

"Are you unharmed?" A gruff voice called to you as they glanced from over their shoulder. It was none other than the ringleader of the Ghost Hounds: Calcharo.

Calcharo believed in the survival of the fittest. It was simply the brutal law of the land: the apex dominate, and the doomed are devoured. Because of this, he never cared too much about the casualties of those outside the Ghost Hounds. It was unsightly of him to show any other emotion from ruthlessness. However, seeing you in such a pitiful state urged his broadblade from its sheath. Even if he was out on important business, a quick side quest would not take much.