The one-armed Light-type Awakened had been trying to quietly slip away with the rest of the crowd.
But the moment Ethan called out to him, his body froze.
He glanced over, hoping maybe it was a mistake—but no. Ethan was looking straight at him.
His heart sank.
"Uh… is there a reason you want me to stay?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Of course there is," Ethan said with a smile.
"Chris, keep an eye on him. I'm heading to Mayor Marks's place to do a little looting."
They already had plenty of supplies, sure—but a proper bandit never left empty-handed.
"You got it," Chris replied casually.
He didn't reveal himself, but the Light-type Awakened felt a presence slide up beside him. A low voice whispered in his ear.
"Don't move. My blade's fast. You've felt it."
"…"
The man went stiff. He had felt it. That blade was terrifyingly fast.
Ethan made his way into Mayor Marks's residence, activating [True Sight] as he moved, scanning for anything valuable.
