For one heartbeat, the hall did not breathe. Then the whispers started to spread—first one, then two, and then it felt like a flood.
"Aiden?" Someone whispered in shock.
"Is that really him?! But how is that even possible?" one asked with widened eyes.
"He's taller. Way taller!" A female hunter's mouth was agape.
"Taller? I felt his shoulder had broadened. Look at the build." Her partner beside her added.
"Damn! What the hell happened?"
"Is it really him or someone is just wearing his clothes and mask?!"
It wasn't just his height and wide shoulders that surprised everyone. Even the air surrounding him felt heavy. Many felt it too but they couldn't quite put it in words.
Logan did not look left or right. He slowly marched toward the reception desk. His shadow slid over the polished wood.
The mana lights on the wall behind Elizabeth flickered once and steadied.
