Kim Eunji walked closer to the four jacketed men. Their faces were hidden inside their hoods, resembling dark abysses that swallowed any glimpse of identity. The air was thick with tension, the distant sounds of the forest drowned out by the heavy silence.
'Everything about these men is like the one who murdered the Hunter. This means they are a group, or perhaps a larger organization than anyone can imagine,' Seung thought, his fists clenched.
As Eunji approached within a meter of the men, one of them stepped forward and swung a punch. She bent, and the attacker hit nothing but air. Instantly, she gripped his arm, turned 180 degrees, and slammed him onto the ground with a practiced ease born of countless training sessions.
