The Zombie System.

"How many guild members has he killed?"

Director Arieth Landstan’s voice cuts through the emergency meeting like a blade through silk. The Hunter Association’s crisis room buzzes with tension as officials lean over holographic displays showing real-time surveillance feeds.

Deputy Director Marcus Thorne wipes sweat from his forehead despite the climate-controlled air. "Confirmed casualties include Commander Belric Vost and Matthias Virell."

"Matthias Virell." Landstan’s fingers drum against polished mahogany. "A-Rank Flame Berserker. Dead!"

The room falls silent except for the hum of monitoring equipment. Even seasoned hunters pause at news like this. Matthias was legend, a man who could melt steel with his breath and walk through volcanoes unharmed.

"This necromancer is destabilizing the entire guild hierarchy," says Chief Analyst Helena Cross. Her tablet displays tactical projections that paint grim pictures. "If he reaches Tobias Virell, we’re looking at potential civil war between the major guilds."

Operations Chief Viktor Kane leans forward in his chair. "ARES has allies. Contracts with Dragonspire and Silver Dawn. If they call for vengeance..."

"The guild compact collapses," Landstan finishes. "Three centuries of cooperation destroyed because one F-Rank couldn’t accept his place."

Deputy Director Thorne activates central communication tab. "Emergency deployment. C-Rank and D-Rank squads to ARES Guild immediately. Priority: containment and stabilization."

Within minutes, hunter teams across the city receive mobilization alerts.

In the eastern district, a team of hunter abandons their late dinner to gear up for deployment. Leader Sarah Northwind checks her team’s equipment with practiced efficiency while her members grumble about interrupted meals.