Chapter 97: All shall dance into their grave.

Cassian felt a chill on his back. He did not know whether the feeling was right or it was only his mere imagination. But the feeling of being watched became more profound, as if someone was constantly tracking them, like a predator waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

Then, slowly, it would tear them apart limb by limb. It was literally toying with them.

At first, he thought it was just his hallucination, but the chilling feeling intensified as he felt the presence behind him.

Cassian gripped his sword, and sweat formed on his brow. He took a deep breath and instantly drew his sword, pointing it behind him with a swish.

The blade cut the leaf in half in a fluid motion. The pieces of the leaf swayed slowly and fell gently to the ground.

There was nothing behind him other than this falling leaf, and aside from the strong wind that was constantly buzzing around their ears.