Standing by the window, Keshton lit a cigarette, enjoying the view of the burning city. The night sky was lit up with red and yellow flames, accompanied by the panicked and enraged shouts of a specific group of extraordinary humans. They were furious over the loss of a large group of hunters that had gathered for a brief meeting to plan the capture of an escaped werewolf in the city. Unfortunately, none of them had made it out alive. The handful of hunters guarding the perimeter could do nothing but watch helplessly and call for reinforcements.
"Everything is done and dusted according to your orders,” Glen mind-linked Keshton, taking a casual bite of dark chocolate while watching the fire from the convenience store across the street from the hunters' meeting spot that he had set ablaze mo
