"You guys can come out now," I said, walking into an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, and added, "I have decided to help you three meet death."
Bidding goodbye to Agent Marcus, I hurried into the back alley, planning to use Specroll exo-armor to fly out of here without anyone watching, but just then I got a feeling like I was being watched.
After I checked the status screen's curse map, I confirmed that I was indeed being watched by not one curse user but three curse users. They were just several feet from me, yet I had failed to notice them. Clearly, these guys were pros. If these guys wanted to harm me, it would be too late before I realized.
