Havok was walking out of the apartment twirling a knife in his hand. He was no longer covered in blood. After his last kill, he took a shower and then used his mana to clean off his clothes. Behind him in the doorway was the body of the leader for this recently deceased brigade a few feet in front of dead members. He had no ears, eyes, nose, lips or tongue. But the most eye-catching part was that he was laid out on the ground with his severed member stuffed inside his mouth.
He did not bother shutting the door, but he was talking to himself out loud.
