As the world fell into chaos and many forces moved in silence across the shadows of the world, Adonis continued to cultivate, his mind focused on improvement.
Just like that, a month passed by.
*
Adonis reappeared on the same cliff he'd been thrown off of by Arlo.
He looked around, his nostrils catching onto the thick smell of blood that was still present as the hundreds of men he'd killed were still here, their bodies rotting under the unforgiving rays of the sun.
During these past few weeks, he'd been thinking about what his stance was on killing and how he felt about Arlo's betrayal and unfortunately, he still didn't have an answer so for now, he simply ignored these bodies and zipped across the forest.
'Nadia, guide me to the nearest town. I need to gather intel.'
*
"HALT!"
A powerful voice, laced with qi, resounded and Adonis was forced to stop in front of the grant gates of a city.
