Zain strolled toward the AA-Rank Hero Lounge, hands tucked in his coat pockets, his expression calm but inwardly amused.
Hack points filled his balance to the brim.
He had emptied out BO-4 like a plague—villains, mutated beasts, rogue units, all turned into points.
He looked up at the sleek lounge building with its reinforced glass doors.
"Hope no hero decides to scan that place anytime soon," he muttered.
As he neared the entrance, a familiar voice called out.
"Oi, Heavenly Demon!"
Zain paused and looked left.
Blazren stood near the lounge gates, arms crossed, a wide grin on his face.
Zain gave a lazy wave. "Old man. What are you doing here?"
Blazren laughed and clapped a hand on Zain's shoulder. "Guess what? I awakened my Class."
Zain tilted his head. "Really?"
"Yeah. Blazefang Sentinel." Blazren slammed his fist into his palm.
"Because of that, I just got promoted to AA-Rank officially. And they made me the new AA-Rank Lounge Director."
