***FLASHBACK***
THIRD PERSON's POV
Yesterday midnight, at Thomas's house,
A long shadow cast on the wooden floorboard, moving around swiftly but without a single creaking sound, showing off how excellent his foot skills were. Despite the towering height, the owner of the shadow skillfully sauntered into the house as if he owned it. As he reached the living room, he looked to the left, where two swords were hung in a wide horizontal X-form as a part of the decoration on the sage green painted wall. After plucking one off the original place, he headed to the middle of the room, making sure to smash every breakable thing along the way.
This time, he deliberately made noises.
"It is time for those sleepyheads to wake up," he murmured.
When he saw the grand stairs that led upstairs, he
