There was a deathly silence—each moment the clock struck, Amon felt that he shouldn't have asked this question now, maybe waited for a better time as he looked at the huge moon enveloping the sky with a bitter smile.
'Tia?'
Nothing...
"Since I cannot speak to you this way..."
"Let me confirm the truth with my own eyes."
His body stretched—the high-octane combat was a little exciting for him, but he wasn't used to such intense acts, now feeling an aching pain from his muscles tearing and over-stretching them.
'Doesn't matter if they are already sore—let's push them even further.'
Amon didn't want to go home to get his car, and an Ober would be stopped a block away from the district as it doesn't allow unlisted vehicles to enter the area.
The perk of being one of the richest areas in the city.
Tap!
