As always, Ethan slipped into Panther Form and activated Stealth. His vision sharpened, the scents around him deepened, and his body lowered instinctively into a crouch as he scanned the shadows.
He was still on the top floor of the Blood Castle. The silence was unnatural, almost oppressive. Just as it had in his previous life, the entire place had emptied out the moment the Immortality ability had been claimed.
Back then, it wasn't him who had taken it. It was a guild leader of the Carnage Faction. That man had needed the combined strength of his entire guild to carve a path through the hordes of monsters that filled this castle.
