Kael leaned back against the bark of a darkened tree, blood and shadow still clinging faintly to his skin. He looked at the dried husks that were taken care of by his men and licked his lips.
'That's a very good meal.'
"That's a very good present..I hope you keep on sending more so that I can get stronger quickly after all it's not easy to find killable A ranks."
There wasn't any need to kill them if they were sent by any normal foe but…Sooner or later, he would have to face that man so why pretend to play innocent?
The other side was already dancing in nefarious schemes. If they had dared to move first, they shouldn't expect mercy.
Besides...
A smirk curled on Kael's lips.
The devouring had been a good meal.
He could feel it—his strength rising. A layer of resistance peeled off inside him, the power within boiling higher, refining itself. With every thread of fear and memory ripped from those minds, something surged inside his bones.
