Silence pressed in from all sides, only broken by the occasional drip of water from the side.
Where the hell did that attack come from?! Aren questioned, scanning the sewers but seeing nobody here.
That was when he felt it before he could hear it. The soft clacking of heels along with immense spiritual pressure approached his direction slowly, unbothered even.
I can't let them shoot another one.
Aren moved the moment he figured out the attacker's direction, closing the distance just as the figure emerged within his sight.
But as soon as Aren reached the attacker, his eyes widened as he instantly recognized who they were.
Alysa Evon…How did Ghoul Division find the passage down here?!
Still, he continued his attack, aiming a punch directly at her core, more for the purposes of pressuring her than doing real damage. Yet the woman met his attack without hesitation, pivoting her left leg and pulling up her arm to deflect the attack.
