Instinct kicked in. Assuming it indicated Kaisar was near, she followed the trail, her senses heightened and her heart pounding. The further she went, the more the air thickened with tension, a whisper of danger lingering in the atmosphere. Turning a corner cautiously, she peeked around and, to her surprise, found Kaisar leaning casually against a stone wall, his expression unreadable. The smell of blood was stronger now, mingled with the lingering aroma of sweat and earth, sending a chill down her spine.
Kaisar's gaze met hers, his cold eyes piercing through her, making her heart race even faster. He looked like someone who had just stepped out of a conflict, the aura around him almost predatory.
Pushing himself off the wall, Kaisar advanced toward her, indifference masking something darker in his eyes. "You shouldn't be here," he said, his tone neutral but layered with an undercurrent of menace.
