After the brutal chaos of the battlefield, Karl had chosen to tail Max in secret, driven by a burning curiosity to uncover the truth about the white-haired youth who had not only fought alongside him, but who had also revealed shocking power and an intimate knowledge of the Black Lotus Guild's secrets.
Following Max was second nature to Karl; after all, covert observation and silent pursuit were the very soul of what it meant to be a Black Lotus operative.
"You have been following me for so long," Max said, his voice quiet but edged with an icy sharpness.
Karl's face tightened, his jaw clenched, shadows playing over his sharp features as he stood there, cloak half-drawn around him like a shroud.
He'd never thought Max would be able to detect him, not when he'd used every stealth technique at his disposal, every trick honed through years in the Black Lotus Guild.
