Director Cormund Veyr didn't raise his voice—but when he spoke, the room fell silent.
"Six Abyssal Generals. Six cities. We need six frontlines."
He tapped his wrist console, and a 3D map unfolded in midair. Red sigils marked six major urban zones across the country, each one flashing with an ominous countdown above it—56:10:20.
"The Association proposes two divisions," Grandmaster Saria continued, her arms folded. "Evacuation and Engagement."
On cue, another layer slid into place on the projection. Colored markers dotted the cities—blue for civilians, gold for registered hunters, and green for mobilized guild assets.
"Every C- through E-Rank hunter will assist in the evacuation of civilians. That includes support classes and low-rank specialists."
A few guild heads exchanged glances—some reluctantly, others already calculating routes and capacity.
"Every B-Rank and above," Cormund said, his eyes scanning the room, "will be assigned to combat."
A beat passed. No one objected.
