Their cheerful chatter came to an abrupt halt in front of the villa.

The Flamma Squad stared in disbelief as a group of strangers moved in and out of the villa, which they had already claimed as their own. Seeing this scene made them both shocked and furious.

"What do you think you're doing?! Get the hell out of my house, or we'll feed you to the zombies for breaking in!"

"You bastard! That's mine! Try throwing it out, and I'll kill you!"

"Everyone stop! Who sent you? Was it Magna Flumen Squad? Caelestis Motus Squad? Or maybe Lux Clara Squad? I don't care who it was, all of you need to get out!

This is Flamma Squad's turf!"

"Are they all crazy? Do they have a death wish?!"

The Flamma squad, after throwing out a bunch of harsh words, stood there dumbfounded as they realized that none of the people moving in and out of the villa paid them any attention.

People continued tossing things out, clearing spaces, and not even glancing in their direction.

Oh, wait, one person did glance at them briefly when the Flamma squad blocked his path. But he only gave them a quick look, said nothing, and simply walked around them, continuing on his way.

There was no apology, no explanation, not even the effort to roll his eyes at them!

The Flamma squad was utterly baffled.

Just as they were filled with confusion and doubt, they finally recognized a familiar face.

It was someone from the logistics department, a person they had spoken to before when picking up supplies.

The Flamma Squad leader, Kim Segyo, quickly stopped him, asking with confusion, "Hey, isn't this house ours now? What's going on with all these people?"

The logistics guy gave them a pitying look. "Yours? Think carefully about what kind of big shot you've offended."

With that, he flicked his sleeve like he was shaking off the plague and hurried away, speeding up to finish clearing out the villa.

He had already been kind enough to drop those few words. He still needed to get the villa completely cleaned up before that person arrived, making sure it wasn't cluttered or anything that might irritate them.

As for these guys? This was just the beginning. Much worse punishment was coming their way.

The Flamma squad was left standing there, staring at each other in disbelief.

Offended a big shot? Who could it be? They had always been respectful to the bigwigs, practically bending over backwards to kiss their boots. They even gave plenty of crystal cores, so even if the big shots ignored them, they shouldn't be offended, right?

Who could it be?

The Flamma Squad dumbly watched as the villa they had barely gotten their hands on was slowly but surely being cleaned out, panic rising in their hearts. But there was nothing they could do. These were officials from the safe zone, and if they didn't want to be kicked out, they absolutely couldn't lay a hand on them.

Who? Who could it be? Was it that guy surnamed Jang? Or surnamed Do? Or maybe that guy surnamed Im? Ahhh, if they only knew who it was, they'd grovel immediately!

They didn't care if they had to bark like dogs—there was no way they were letting go of this hard-earned villa!

As the Flamma Squad stewed in their anxiety and helplessness, they suddenly heard the person in charge shout, "Hurry up, he's almost here! Get moving!"

The big shot was coming. If they could please him, they might still get their villa back!

The Flamma Squad watched as a group of people slowly approached from a distance, each of them preparing to rush up and apologize, ready to curry favor. The smarter ones even messed up their clothes and hair, tore their shirts, and smeared themselves with dirty ash, all to play the pitiful role.

Everything was ready, except for the final push.

However, before the Flamma Squad members could even get close to the big shot, the logistics department member who had spoken to them earlier glanced at them, frowning. "Why are these people still here? Someone, come over and take them away. Don't let them sully the gentleman's eyes."

The Flamma Squad members were stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

Before they could react, several ability users responsible for maintaining the order came over and restrained them without any courtesy.

"Wait! Wait, what are you doing?! Let us go! We haven't done anything wrong, that's our house! Let us go!"

"Hold on." The logistics member called for a pause. Just as the Flamma Squad thought he realized he was in the wrong and was about to release them, they only heard him say, "Take them directly to the dark room. We don't want them causing trouble. Once the higher-ups are free, they'll deal with them."

The dark room? That place was known as a room but it was actually a cell?!

No, this couldn't be happening! They hadn't done anything wrong! It was impossible!

No matter how much the Flamma Squad squad struggled, it was useless in front of the official ability users who were armed with the inhibitor collar.

Annoyed by their noise, and worried about disturbing the important guest who were soon to arrive, they even stuffed rocks into their mouths to shut them up.

Silence.

As the Flamma Squad leader glanced back one last time, he finally caught sight of the figure of the person who had brought them to this fate.

Seeing that person's background made his pupils contract in shock.

"How is that possible…?"

...

The conditions in the dark room were naturally far from pleasant. Inside the small room, the only light came from a tiny window, letting in a faint glow. Nine members of the Flamma Squad squad crowded inside, filled with unease.

The dark room was specifically designed to detain people, especially ability users. As soon as the Flamma Squad entered, they felt their powers completely suppressed. Even if they wanted to escape, there was no way out.