Chapter 207: On A Warpath (1)
James stood outside the Regional Headquarters of the Dungeon Regulators Association (DRA)*, his hands tucked into his pockets against the crisp evening breeze.
He waited for Adrian, who had gone to change out of his bloodied clothes after a round of routine interrogation. Within moments, he emerged from the building, a bag carrying his blood-stained clothes slung over his shoulder. James approached him with a smile.
"That was quick," he said, handing Adrian the keys to his new Mercedes. "Consider this an apology from the upper management for today’s events."
"You didn’t need to, but thanks either way," Adrian curtly replied, accepting the keys.
"Also, I’ll submit the incident report to the executive director and keep you in the loop about the next steps," James informed Adrian, walking him to his new vehicle. Considering your status and the proof, the Tiger Clan should have a tough time slithering out of this mess."
Adrian nodded gratefully, adjusting the strap of his bag over his shoulder. "Thanks, James. And thanks for the fresh clothes. I really appreciate it."
James shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "It’s the least I could do for you after everything you’ve been through in the DRA-controlled dungeon."
"So, what’s on your agenda next?" he asked, his tone sounding more worried than curious.
Although James had only known Adrian for a few days, he knew Adrian wasn’t someone who’d sit idly after being attacked without any provocation.
As such, he wanted to dissuade Adrian from doing anything reckless. After all, he had his entire life left to live, and it would be a shame to see his talent wasted in a prison like Tartarus.
"Not much on my agenda at the moment," Settling into the car’s comfortable interior, Adrian sighed softly. "I think I’m just going to take some time to reconnect with my family, you know? It’s been too long since I’ve seen them."