Kazuya had just been walking around, visiting all the floors. It had been a few days since his decree that Crimson Inquisition would be taking control of Floor 1, and nothing had happened. The boredom was starting to get to him. He wanted to go out and do something. He didn't really care just as long as it was more interesting than he paperwork he had back at the guild. He looked down the street and saw a rather new face walking toward him. It was the player in his guild that always seemed to