Asher appeared like a nimble cat, his foot landing on a branch of a tree with weightless precision as he manifested before another guard, his hand blurring forward with lethal intent as he stabbed the guard in the neck with ruthless and practiced efficiency. Asher didn't wait for the blood to spill, if there was anything humans and beasts had in common in the slightest, it was their uncanny ability to pick up the faintest scent of blood as though they were sharks.
The corpse vanished into the space ring instantly, Asher didn't wait, he moved toward the next victim without hesitation, his dagger finding its place within the woman's heart without mercy or regard for her existence. Each of them expressed shock before they died, their final moments filled with disbelief that death had arrived so silently and without warning.
