Kento stood outside the warehouse, tension tightening his muscles as he listened to the sounds of battle from within. The distant bursts of energy reminded him that his team was fighting without him, while he was stuck outside, maintaining the illusion that kept them hidden. His phone buzzed, and he glanced down at the message from Shift: Cultists likely trying to smuggle the Avatar out of Nyx. Keep an eye out for any suspicious groups—especially smugglers. The thought of the Avatar escaping sent a chill down his spine. He couldn't let that happen. He needed to stay sharp.
His heart sank as he noticed a group of men approaching from the far end of the street. They moved with confidence, their sharp suits a stark contrast to the industrial surroundings. Kento recognized them immediately—Salvatore family goons. His family. But it was the figure leading them that made his blood run cold: his older brother, Mario.
