"You have arrived on time, I'm about to start," Ken smiled darkly when he saw Henry and Alaric. Even he felt somewhat conflicted about what was to come; he had killed many innocents in this life, but this time the scale was different.
Slight stress crept up his chest as he imagined the look of horror on his parents' faces when they learned of his deeds, but this unpleasant feeling was quickly shoved aside, replaced by an unsatiable desire for power. This was the best available path for him to advance without compromising the quality of his cultivation.
Like him, his team shed all signs of pretense, reverting to their true identities and power. They silently followed his instructions and took their positions within the formation, prepared to cast their techniques and do their part.
