Leon mulled over the plight even all the way to his hotel room, where he sat at the bed's edge. The familiar unkempt air surrounded him. Amidst his speculation, Zane's last word echoed in his mind.
Leon swallowed.
'Killing me makes you the House of Ursa's target.' That statement unmistakably held a significant threat...
FWOOSH...
"Eh...?" Leon jerked backwards, seeing as the air tore open to reveal a red-furred cat.
Its sudden appearance had only caught him by surprise. But not anymore. The cat inching closer to him, Leon lowered himself before it. He arched a brow at the sight of a leather satchel fastened along its body.
He drew closer, fetching the pouch.
"Let's see..." he mumbled as he opened it.
Finding a rolled-up paper inside, Leon paused for a moment. He knew that the likes of this charming cat were a Cipher, message bearers over long distances. Thus, his curiosity lay in who had sent him the message.
Upon unfurling the paper, the message read:
