- The Present…
Mateo flew down to a somewhat gaudy building that was brighter than the Eiffel Tower.
His form was intangible, allowing him to step through the walls of the building as if they weren't there.
He entered what seemed to be the lobby of a high rise building.
Upon taking a single step inside, umbral chains wrapped around his arms and legs, holding him in place.
'… Don't tell me.' Mateo was already rolling his eyes.
Sure enough, Mateo soon heard the sound of designer heels clicking against the hardwood floor.
Emerging from around the corner was a woman with oily black hair and a slender figure.
Her deep, green eyes shone with a venomous and fiercely intelligent light.
"It's no use hiding. You might as well show yourself while I'm still asking nicely. My wards are all but unbreakable."
"Tan confiado ..." (So confident…)
The woman stiffened at the familiar accent coming from the empty room.
She stepped back slowly, pupils trembling and hands shaking.
