His hands moved faster than ever, already having communicated with Kitsuul as he locked his fingers around the handles of all the cases containing the glowing gold serums. He stacked three cases into the palm of his left hand with practiced ease.
Then, he turned sharply to the right. Under a row labeled Beast Crystals Tier IV, he grabbed two more matte black cases.
Lastly, he snatched a final matte black case from a section labeled Guardian Cache.
Three in one hand. Three in the other.
The moment he had them all, he launched himself toward the elevator, speaking quickly to Anastasia.
"I'll be by the elevator in three seconds. Do you already have a location for me to stash these?"
His heart pounded from the sheer adrenaline of the moment.
He was stealing from ZENTHRA.
Something terrifying—something no Stackborn would ever attempt. And yet, here he was.
