With Seraphina gone and his party temporarily on standby, Kenjiro fell back into the only routine that made sense to him: working out. He pushed his body relentlessly, the memory of his shadow's power and the high demon's laughter fueling his every repetition. He needed to get stronger.
After some time, he heard the distinct rumble of a large truck outside. He peered out his window and saw it: a delivery truck parked at the guild's service entrance, unloading crate after crate of the glowing "Titan's Essence" vials. A slow, wicked smirk spread across his face. If the guild wouldn't sell them to him, he would simply... borrow some.
He changed into his standard black shirt and purple skirt—the perfect disguise of an innocent, high-ranking Lily—and slipped out of his room, making his way to the back entrance without anyone noticing. Just as he'd expected, two guild security guards were standing watch over the mountain of crates.
