Sam came back to his mansion and changed from the dress which is full of blood stains and tears.
But he didn't throw them away, instead he folded them neatly and stored them inside a spatial ring. He laid down on the bed and went into deep sleep.
At the same time far away from the mansion, somewhere in the northern region. The weird trio sat together in a meeting.
"Did you feel that? Or is it just me?" Yaar asked the remaining two.
"I felt that too."
"Me too."
The remaining two answered.
"Why is that guy's blood lust so high? I only felt that from our uncle."
"Yeah, it gave me chills. I thought we are already wild and fierce enough with the amount of our killings. Just how many lives did he take to reach that level." Yash said in a low tone.
"Maybe we should talk to Uncle about our plans on him. "
"I agree."
"Let us do that."
Next day. Sam woke up even before the sun rose.
