Chapter 44: Beast hunting Team

Jack briskly approached the registration office, a nondescript yet pivotal hub for prospective beast hunters. The anticipation hung thick in the air, each breath laden with the collective excitement and trepidation of individuals readying themselves not merely for a foray into beast hunting but unwittingly becoming threads in the intricate tapestry that measured the shelter's very survival.

The two-story edifice, a weathered sentinel marked by the relentless passage of time, stood stoic as the designated registration office. Its façade bore the etchings of countless registrations, a visual record of the untold stories of those who, driven by ambition or desperation, ventured beyond its creaking doors. As Jack crossed the threshold, he felt the weight of history pressing upon him, the walls seemingly whispering the sagas of brave hunters who once stood in the same spot.