[Who would have thought you would agree to sit at the same table with your sworn enemies?] Lyxor asked.
Ignoring his question, I stepped out of the bathtub and walked over to the wall mirror. I watched as my skin darkened, my nails turned black and grew into claws, and my lips slowly began tearing apart, causing strands of blood to roll down my jawline and trickle to the floor.
'There is opportunity in chaos.' I chuckled darkly as my eyes glowed brightly. 'All eyes are on Dreamer. Silver's plan to lead a large-scale manhunt… This is my chance to strike down Armstrong and the others who harmed Ralph.'
[Hmmmm… That's not a bad plan, but it's a risky one.] Lyxor chuckled.
"Risk is necessary to achieve greatness." My smile faded as my lips began stitching themselves back together and my dark skin slowly lightened.
Wiping myself clean, I left the bathroom and headed straight to the changing room. My eyes scanned through all the clothes I had for a night hunt.
