Systemism

Myul and his crew (9)

Union HQ

A boy with long, curly black hair and striking green eyes stood in the middle of a circle, fists flying as he ruthlessly disciplined his subordinates. He wore a light blue dress shirt tucked into brown pants, with a brown belt cinched at his waist. Despite his pale skin and a small scar on his lip, what stood out the most was how young he looked—far younger than his 18 years. His slight build didn't diminish the commanding presence he projected as his fists connected.

Samgawi Gonchung: 165 cm, 60 kg
[??? / ??? / A (Awakened) / S / ???]

Samgawi: "What do you mean Jun Hao lost?"

One of the trembling subordinates, still nursing a fresh bruise on his cheek, responded hesitantly.

Fodder: "Sir... when we went back to the scene of the battle, all we found was Jun Hao's ripped blazer."

Another member stepped forward, hands shaking as he added to the report.

Fodder 2: "When we searched for William, we only found his bloody katana and his blazer!"

The blows suddenly stopped. Samgawi paused, fists still raised, then lowered them slowly. He turned, eyes narrowing at the bandaged boy seated nearby, a silent witness to the chaos.

Samgawi: "So... what happened, Seol Jin?"

[2nd Action Leader]
Kim Seol-Jin, 179 cm, 72 kg
[SR+, SR, A (Awakened), C, SR+]

The boy in question, covered in bandages, winced as he shifted. His body was a battlefield of bruises and cuts.

Seol Jin: "Those bastards... they weren't ordinary."

Samgawi pulled up a chair, dragging it across the floor, the screeching sound adding to the tension in the room. He sat down, positioning himself directly in front of Seol Jin.

Samgawi: "What do you mean by 'not ordinary'?"

Seol Jin smirked through his pain, wiping blood from his lip.

Seol Jin: "I don't swing that way, but..."

Samgawi: "Can you not?"

Seol Jin laughed, groaning slightly as the motion pained him.

Seol Jin: "Fine, fine. I'll keep going."

He recounted his encounter with Bong, leaving out the part where he had provoked William just before the fight. Samgawi's intense stare never left Seol Jin's face, absorbing every detail.

Samgawi: "So, it's like he... rose from the dead."

Seol Jin nodded slowly, his mind flashing back to the surreal moment during the battle.

Seol Jin: "Exactly... like a..."

Both of them uttered the word in unison.

"Phoenix"

Seol Jin sighed, rubbing his sore shoulder.