"Tell me everything."
Harin sighed, adjusting himself slightly against the pillows. Pain flared up in his ribs, but he pushed through it, his mind far too occupied with what needed to be said. His daughter stood before him, her gaze sharp, burning with unspoken anger and worry. Ethan remained nearby, quiet but attentive, his presence steady as always.
Harin exhaled slowly. There was no point in sugarcoating the truth.
"I took Team 3 to a dungeon that required caution," he began, his voice low but firm. "As you know, Team 1 and Team 2 were already occupied with high-tier expeditions. They were handling more dangerous territories, leaving only Team 3 available at the time."
Emily's brow furrowed as she listened. She already knew where this was going, and it only made the tension in her chest tighten further.
