The Blood Shadows moved through the forest like predators, their crimson eyes scanning for any sign of their target.
Twenty grandmaster+ Blood Shadows. Each of them radiated power, their forms cloaked in a thin sheen of blood armor that brimmed with intense power.
They weren't just strong.
They were elite.
And they had one mission: kill the apex of humanity.
But something was wrong. They could feel it. At this point, they should have picked up some trace of their target, some clue. They had split up into groups to cover a larger area, but they saw nothing. It was as though he didn't exist in the first place.
The leader of the group, the warrior who had reported to the Grand Elder, Kainor, suddenly froze. His eyes narrowed.
A chill ran down his spine.
"Wait," he hissed, holding up a hand.
The forest grew still.
Too still.
And then it began.
SHINK!
