The city block looked like a war zone.
Crushed cars.
Broken pavement.
Glass glittering across the street like fallen stars.
The illusion field still shimmered faintly around the area, hiding the destruction from human eyes, but Seraphine knew it wouldn’t last long.
Reality hated being bent.
Especially after violence like that.
She stood several feet away from him now.
Watching.
Measuring.
Trying to understand the impossible creature standing before her.
He looked calm again.
Too calm.
The wind pushed his dark hair slightly across his face as he stared down at the body of the hunter he had killed.
Seraphine finally spoke.
“What… are you?”
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he crouched beside the corpse.
The hunter’s body was already beginning to dissolve into gray ash ancient mag
