As he breathed in, his acute senses picked up on the subtle scent of her presence. The aroma was unmistakable – human. The sweet, earthy undertones and the faint tang of adrenaline told Ken that she wasn't a vampire.
However, a lingering doubt remained. Ken couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her than met the eye. The possibility that she might be a celestial lingered, refusing to be dismissed. Unfortunately, Ken's current abilities didn't include detecting celestial signatures.
His mind racing, Ken considered the implications. Celestials, with their divine origins, possessed unique energies that could mask their presence. Without a reliable method to detect these signatures, Ken was forced to rely on observation and intuition.
