Aiden Knight's POV
The cool evening air feels refreshing against my skin as I leave Virtuous Benevolence Hall behind. Jasper's herbs will be ready tomorrow. Tonight, I need to focus on more pressing matters.
I decide to run home instead of calling a taxi. The physical exertion will help clear my mind before facing whatever comes next.
My footsteps pound against the pavement in a steady rhythm. The city lights blur past as I navigate through Everbrook City's quieter districts. Each breath comes easily despite the pace. Years of hellish training have transformed my body into something far beyond ordinary human limits.
But something feels wrong.
A prickling sensation between my shoulder blades warns me I'm not alone. Someone is following me. I've felt this particular presence for the last six blocks.
Amateur.
I maintain my pace while scanning the environment ahead. There—a narrow alley between two apartment buildings. Perfect for what I have in mind.
