A sick dude!

Carl and fen stood frozen in place staring with a blank expression at ash who'd emerged from the hole max made. They were currently in one of the apartment like houses in the warehouse as sounds of machines and other gangsters going about their routine could be heard until the arrival of ash.

Geez.. what's with the sudden change in the atmosphere don't tell me you're all that intimidated by me. Ash chuckled softly with a light smile. Walking more in max limped backwards seeing his personality before wasn't the same as now. Like he'd undergoed the same weird change.

Something's definitely not right about this ash gangster. Max thought staring at him. Observing his movement max noticed he didn't walk like he did seconds ago nor did he use the same sinster dark tone like before. Which made matters more complicated and head wrecking.

Weird.. his soul is different than any I've seen so far. Frail said in an intriguing voice.

What do you mean?