The mechanical hum of different machinery echoed through the large truck's interior, with rthymic beeping sounds from different parts of the truck.
At the centre of the frantic hive of a tivuty a large man stood quietly observing the progression of the situation.
Jason Stoutsfield, the chief of the Ekla city fire department had seen a several bizarre things in his life.
At 6, 4 with a sizeable build from years of firefighting drills, Jason was built like a tank. His muscular arms bulged through the long sleeves of his get up, straining the sleek fabric.
Born and raised in Ekla, he knew the whole city like the palm of his hand.
Ekla city was just a few kilometers outside of Juborg city and at time the two branches would cooperate despite the different sectors they worked in.
Naturally, it came with the job, after all, being a fire fighter in this day and age wasn't exactly a glorified profession.
