The thugs and thieves inside the decrepit warehouse scattered like rats when the door exploded inward.
A few ran to the windows. Others scrambled to snatch up their weapons or hide stolen goods in hidden compartments. None of them knew what was coming. Not really.
Kai remained still in the centre of the chaos, entirely unseen. Dust and ash curled through the air, swirling unnaturally around where he stood, but no one noticed. He tilted his head and smirked under the veil.
'If they paid enough attention, they'd see the dust is moving around me. I guess they're too stupid for that.'
His concealment still held firm. It always did so long as he bore no open malice. So long as he entered without harm in his heart, the wards never detected him. No bloodlust. No ill will. Just… hunger.
Not even malicious hunger.
Just… the need.
'Good. It still works, even with this many bodies around. That's all I needed to know.'
