"Casey!" The Apostle barked.
A sharp eyed operator with a clear knack for quick thinking spun in her chair.
"Yes sir!" She replied with hesitation.
"What hero is available and closest for the rescue?" The Apostle demanded, his tone brooking no delay.
Casey's screen flashed with data as her fingers immediately started moving over her keyboard, pulling out the ISA's hero database.
"B-Class Hero... Thunderlash," she said "His guild has clearance for ISA deployment, but there's an extra commission for sudden service as of this such!..."
The Apostle's eyes blazed with frustration. Lives were slipping away with every second. "Casey, the ISA doesn't lack funds," he snapped back. "People donate millions every fucking second to keep the world safe from shit like this! Get Thunderlash there NOW!"
