Kaidën
"So you see we're very alike in that way, Shadow King. We kill the people we have already chosen to kill." He replies, like I didn't just tell him about my murderous plans for the man he'd killed.
I don't even bother to feign surprise at his words. Instead I shoot him a glare.
"How are you and I alike?"
He shrugs. "Hm, in many ways Shadow King. But you won't understand it all now. Some day you will."
It's my turn to shrug. "What do you want me to say then? That I need your help? What are we still waiting for?" I ask with disinterest.
But then the scent comes to me, something that smells like my shadows-a smell only I can detect-but not my shadows at the same time.
"The reason I've been bidding time is finally here. Aren't we going to welcome her, Shadow King?"
Welcom
