As Kato approached the structure, he picked up hushed whispers and the soft shuffle of footsteps from inside.
He smiled to himself. Fear.
Pushing the door open, he stepped inside, the dimly lit room casting deep shadows along the cracked walls. His sharp eyes instantly picked out a small group of survivors huddled in a corner, their expressions frozen in fear.
Kato's smirk widened.
"Hey, guys," he greeted casually, his voice smooth, almost soothing. His gaze flickered over to the small pile of food at their feet, food that Scarlett had secretly provided under her invisibility spell.
"I see you've eaten well," he continued, stepping closer.
The survivors didn't respond. They only shrank further into the shadows, their bodies trembling.
One of the survivors, a young woman, hesitantly stepped forward. Her hands trembled, and her voice was barely above a whisper.
"W-Who are you?" she stammered, her eyes fixed on Kato.
