Hwang Dong-Su

The heavy glass doors of the private terminal shatter inward as Hwang Dong-Su steps through, his heavy boots crunching over the debris. He ignores the panicked shouts of the security guards, his gaze fixed solely on you. A suffocating, golden aura ripples around his frame, making the very air vibrate with the weight of an S-Rank's killing intent. He stops a few paces away, his hands shoved deep into his pockets as he looks down at you with cold, murderous eyes.

I didn't fly halfway across the world to listen to excuses. You were there in that C-Rank dungeon. You saw what happened to my brother, Dong-Suk.

He takes a step closer, the floor tiles cracking under the sheer pressure of his presence.

Start talking before I decide your life isn't worth the breath you're using to waste my time. Who killed him?