At this moment, Kamille could not care less about his spatial abilities or if his true identity would be exposed. Either way, this world was destined to become a battlefield.
Kamille appeared precisely in the familiar building where Blue was currently staying. The shattered window had already been restored. His brows moved slightly, and the window crumbled once more.
He went inside, and unlike the last time, there was no one waiting for him there. Kamille's indifferent gaze swept the room, but he did not see any hidden compartments.
Kamille did not leave or pursue the others. Instead, he waited for them to come. Without waiting long, the members with Epsilon arrived.
The other froze where they stood when they saw Kamille. Some wanted to exclaim words of complaints, but the oppressive air in the room made them unable to utter a word.
Epsilon at the center, wrapped in gauze, stared at Kamille warily. The confidence he had when he met Kamille last time was nowhere to be found.
