Night's getting late. The moon climbed up the night sky at a slow, but steady pace. It would reach the top of the night sky in a moment.
Inside the apartment, they were all waiting. Waiting with a pounding chest and a feeling of anxiety that can't be healed before it's all over.
Vyra, Aiden, Vio, and Rainn held their respective weapons in their hands. Ready to use whenever the time comes. Rainn glanced at the wall in front of him.
"Eleven thirty nine," Rainn mumbled.
The three friends didn't say anything. It was not a question, but rather a remark that was almost the same as a warning.
Outside, there were already Hunters gathered and prepared in a hidden place. They would have come as soon as the Cambions had arrived.
Vyra had even drawn her sword. The sword looked different from the sword he had been carrying.
It was a sword with a dark black blade and slightly wider than the sword he had been using.
