Max's breath caught in his throat as he watched in astonishment. Captain Black didn't soar like a bird; rather, he seemed to defy gravity, hovering in mid-air before gently descending.
It was as if he had no weight, moving with an otherworldly grace.
"Killing someone silently," Max asked, his voice barely audible amidst the tension in the room.
"Murdering someone," Captain Black responded, his finger pressed against his lips, his voice a mere whisper that sent chills down Max's spine.
Captain Black's piercing gaze seemed to strip away Max's defenses, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable.
"But without even letting him know that he's been murdered," Captain Black added, his eyes narrowing, his words laden with an ominous weight.
Before anyone could move, something unexpected happened.
Captain Black felt a cold sensation at his neck.
