Chianxu pushed the door open and quietly descended the stairs toward the underground level.
Before reaching her destination, she retrieved a dark cloak from her spatial pouch and draped it over herself.
The moment she pulled up the hood....
She vanished.
Not just her body, but her very presence disappeared. Her scent, her aura, even the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy around her… all erased.
She moved again. Silent. Intangible.
Like a shadow slipping through cracks in reality.
Soon, she reached the underground detention chamber. Ten prison cells lined the dim corridor. A few guards stationed to keep everything in check. And in one of them…
Was the person she had come for.
Logan!
She struck without hesitation. In mere breaths, every guard stationed in the underground collapsed. They didn't even understand what had hit them before darkness swallowed their consciousness.
