Washington DC
"Of course, you two are also here." The first words that came out of Viktor's mouth when he stepped down from his car before the S-Rank Rift.
The people he spoke to were none other than Devon and Alisha, the latter arching a brow when she turned to the ice Prince.
"Nice seeing you too, snowman." She smirked, taking a step to the side so Viktor could squeeze himself between her and Devon. "Looks like Guild master Magnus was right. Some of Aurelia's best S-Ranks were summoned for this."
Around them was a busy street only a few hundred yards away from the white house—and the street wasn't 'busy' because of traffic.
On the contrary, buildings around had been evacuated, including the white house itself. Several other streets nearby, especially those that connected with this one, were also shut down.
And that's all thanks to the large tear in space-time, leaking short but ferocious bursts of white aether energy.
