Asher looked at the dense forest near the ruins, he had heard the abrupt explosion a few seconds ago.
Although he was certain that everyone on the island had heard it and, at this moment, the security from the island may be already taking action. He could hear the sirens and rush of humans in the nearby hotels.
It was to be expected, after all, it was a small island dedicated to tourism. There should be several guards patrolling the coast.
His gaze fixed on the place where the explosion had originated. Although it was dark, his eyes, trained on the darkness, could see a person coming out of the forest. Rushing from one side but barely standing up.
"Jacob Masen," he muttered. That man was one of the UNION's high-ranking hunters, but he knew that Jacob Masen had retired many years ago. "What is he doing here?"
Asher moved toward him stealthily and followed close behind to see where he would go.
