"That's… an alien. I thought aliens weren't supposed to be this close to the cities? Why are they here?"
"I think she's a Torte. You know, those animal hybrids."
"Hm, I don't think so."
The S-tier Heroes were now whispering to each other—once again, try as they might to keep their voices low, the meeting room's architecture made it… impossible. Perhaps it was designed that way.
Only those who were in the middle and back rows were chatting, however. Those in front mostly either had their arms crossed or were just lazily looking at the alien. Their lazy expressions, however, changed as soon as the alien spoke.
"Greetings, ladies and gentlemen."
The alien was speaking English, and strangely enough, with a British accent.
"My name is Sisa. For those of you who are curious, yes—I am speaking your language, and have been doing so for the last eleven years, two months, twenty-two days, and sixteen hours."
