It took Wyntor a while to recover, but eventually, he managed to stop puking his heart out.
While Wyntor had been puking, Nick had shoved the Dreamer into the sack they had brought with them.
The sack was just a normal sack.
When Wyntor stood up and saw the sack, all his unhappiness and disgust seemed to vanish.
A Specter!
They had a Specter in their grasp!
They actually had one!
Then, Wyntor saw Nick, and he had to take a deep breath.
Nick looked really worn out.
Blood was flowing from several parts of his body, and Wyntor already knew that all these wounds would get infected very soon.
"Are you okay?" Wyntor asked.
"Do I look like I'm okay?" Nick asked.
Wyntor winced, but Nick just laughed.
"Relax, I'm okay. I'm just joking," Nick said.
Wyntor sighed. "You look really messed up, you know."
"I know," Nick answered. "So, got anything that I can use to deal with these wounds? I kind of don't want to die, you know?"
Wyntor just nodded. "We can visit a hospital in the Outer City. Since we now have a Specter, the money is going to flow in soon. Additionally, I need you to be at your best."
"After all, you are the Chief Extractor, which means that you not only have to work with the Dreamer but also find out how to work with it."
"Every Specter is unique, and every Specter needs to be treated differently to get the most Zephyx out of them."
Nick just nodded before he grabbed the sack with the Dreamer.
A moment later, Nick noticed how light the sack actually was with surprise.
"Huh, that's lighter than expected," Nick said.
"Specters have a lot of power, but they are using Zephyx converted from Prephyx as their main source of power," Wyntor explained. "Specters are actually pretty light. They are not made of a lot of Zephyx, but the Zephyx is so potent that they still manage to unleash incredible powers."
"That tall bird probably barely weighs five kilos."
Nick nodded.
The next moment, he slung the sack over his shoulders.
The cable that Wyntor had put around the Dreamer was something that Nick had already heard about.
It was a Zephyx Blocker, something that was used to stop the flow of Zephyx.
At this moment, the Zephyx Blocker was using up its stored energy to stop the Dreamer's Zephyx from flowing.
Since this was the lowest grade, it would only work for about five hours when put on a level one Specter.
This meant that Wyntor and Nick had to deliver the Dreamer to their headquarters within the next five hours, but that was plenty of time.
Wyntor and Nick walked out of the entrance to the sewers and emerged in an abandoned part of the Dregs.
Wyntor immediately took a deep breath of the Dregs.
He had never imagined that he would one day find the air in the Dregs to be refreshing and enjoyable.
As the two of them walked through the Dregs, they saw all the people look at them with disgust while avoiding them.
These two smelled absolutely abhorrent, even by the Dregs' standards.
However, the two of them didn't pay a lot of attention to the onlookers.
They were far too excited about finally having caught their first Specter.
After about half an hour, they finally left the densest part of the Dregs behind, and they entered the outskirts.
The streets transitioned from being made of rusty metal into being made of polished metal, and the houses also started to become more uniform and orderly.
Naturally, the people on the streets also seemed more well-dressed, and their reactions to the two of them were even more disgusted.
"Stop!"
The two stopped as their brows furrowed.
The next moment, two people wearing black combat uniforms walked up to them. The two men looked with disgust at them while they were holding their noses.
"People like you are not welcome here! Leave the Outer City, or we'll make you!" one of them shouted.
Naturally, the two of them were city guards, and it was part of their duty to keep the Outer City clean from unsavory people.
Two people stinking of piss and shit could be seen as unsavory.
Wyntor put his hand in this pocket.
One of the two guards narrowed his eyes and shot forward, grabbing Wyntor's arm before he could get it back out of his pocket.
The guard thought that Wyntor was about to pull a weapon on them.
"Stop resisting!" the guard shouted as he pulled Wyntor's arm violently out of his pocket.
CRK!
The next moment, Wyntor's wrist seemed to give, and it extended a bit further than it should.
His wrist had been dislocated by the guard.
While Wyntor had an ability from a Specter, he was not an athletic person, while the guards were very athletic and strong.
Wyntor gritted his teeth as the guard pulled his arm to the side to lock it behind his back.
The next moment, the guard wrestled Wyntor to the ground.
While all of this was happening, Nick locked eyes with the other guard.
Then, Nick looked down for a small moment before looking at the guard again.
Naturally, the guard realized that Nick had essentially told him to look down.
The guard glanced down, and he saw a small card, which had just fallen out of Wyntor's hand.
The guard furrowed his brows as he looked at Nick, who only stared back without saying anything.
In the end, the second guard kneeled down to retrieve the card.
After looking at the card, the guard's face turned white in horror as he looked at Wyntor, who was held on the ground by the other guard.
The second guard immediately jumped over to the first guard and pulled him off. "James, stop!"
The first guard shoved the second guard away with annoyance. "What's your problem?!" he shouted.
The second guard shoved the card into the first guard's hands with urgency.
The second guard looked at the card with annoyance.
But then, his eyes widened, and he turned to look at the person below him with terror.
At this moment, Wyntor glared at the guard with venom.
The guard froze.
In his hand, the guard currently held a Residency Card for the highest floor of the Inner City, and the name on the card was Wyntor Melfion.
Naturally, the guards knew exactly who they were currently looking at.