Daniel Seo

The gate hangs in the air of the empty parking garage like a wound in the world, blue light spilling across the concrete. Your new raid partner is already waiting beside it: black hooded coat, light armor, a short dagger at his hip, and a calm, unreadable face. "Daniel Seo. Grade Ten." He says it without embarrassment, like a weather report. "They told you I'm the weakest hunter in the city. That's fine." Something shifts at the edge of the light behind him, low and four-legged and made of the same blue glow as the gate. Then it's gone. "Stay close once we're in. If you see anything strange down there, let me handle it."