Chapter Sixty-Nine

Chapter Sixty-Nine.

Third Person's POV

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Footsteps could be heard on the late night as shadows and moonlight dance across the mirror space.

Thud.

A soft thud could be heard as five silhouettes landed on the ground.

"What the hell happened here?"

Under the dim moonlight, the man on front who was wearing a black windbreaker that was shorter than a coat, but longer than a jacket turned around to look at his colleagues.

That silhouette was partially camouflaged in the darkness, bathing in the silver moonlight. That silhouette turned around slowly. His eyes are deep, gray, and cold.

"A battle." he simply answered.

The man who has bright blue eyes could help but twitch his eyebrows at how dry the response was. If it wasn't for his friend he would have already smacked the heck out of the man's brain.

The blue eyed man just shook his head and walked towards the laying cold corpse. He squats down like a frog before observing the corpse. Two more people wearing the same black windbrea