The arrival of the group to the TK Group's office was heralded by Hyun-jin. The moment they became visible through the glass walls, the young Korean diver charged towards them. The look on his face was one of that of pure excitement, like a kid in a candy store. With a surprisingly loud thump, his torso hit the handle and the surprisingly heavy door launched less than a foot open. After his failed greeting, he opened the door the rest of the way. The glass taking such an impact with nothing more than some shaking.

[color=a187be]"Come on in, come on in!"[/color] Hyun-jin said, already amped up to leave to the Night City.

The group entered the lobby, the smoking woman refusing to approach them. Instead, she kept a healthy distance between herself and the rest of the hunters. With the cigarette still aimlessly drifting and filling her surroundings with the smell of smoke, she elaborated on the job.

[color=de6f6f]"There's two injectors by your contracts,"[/color] she pointed at the table containing everything they needed, [color=de6f6f]"your job is to inject what we've come to call 'The Duke'. After that, get a sample of whatever comes out. Doesn't matter if Duke's dead or alive when he's injected. The former might be easier because the injector can't pierce his armour. Though we give you two, this part's the most important: only use one. Once he's injected and you collect a sample, destroy the other. Burn them, crush them, whatever you do, make one hundred percent sure that the injectors are unusable. When you're ready, head up that elevator and get on our carrier."[/color]

The table had contracts for all of them. The mostly held words of accountability and NDA. The divers couldn't speak to another soul about what was going to happen and would be held severely responsible for any injectors left usable after it was all said and done. Next to the contracts was a picture of the duke. Such a title fit for this kind of outsider. While the image quality was poor, noticeable details could be made out. More man than monster, the duke stood on two legs. While his proportions certainly weren't human with short legs and a massive upper body, he was still more human than many monsters. A gaping maw filled with sharp teeth, four eyestalks with slits that looked more mechanical than biological, and a massive horn protruding from his forehead. The Duke was almost pure white, save for fists and legs stained red. His entire body appeared to be covered in an otherworldly armour.

Besides signing the contracts and asking for any elaboration, there wasn't much to do save for entering the elevator to the roof.