With White Bird's arrival at HQ, every subordinate immediately straightened and bowed in perfect unison.
"Welcome back, Boss!"
Lillie gave a small wave, granting them permission to lift their heads. Yet none dared to meet her gaze, fearing their legs might betray them. To an outsider, these hardened criminals and warriors would appear fearsome—untouchable. And yet, in the presence of this slender woman in white, they were as meek as lambs.
The newer recruits, seeing their legendary leader for the first time, were awestruck. Though a mask concealed most of her face, her plump red lips, flawless porcelain skin, and commanding aura left no doubt—she was a beauty.
For the senior members, however, admiration was the last thing on their minds. Their Boss' vermillion eyes flickered from left to right, scanning, searching. Hunting. The rhythmic click of her heels against the marble floor only heightened their anxiety.
Then—she stopped.
