The man's words carried a terrace of double meaning.
It made sense—only a supernatural could truly understand another supernatural.
Michael's neighbor, who happened to be a peak mid-stage Knight, seemed to embody this notion.
But what surprised Michael more was how casually the man had spoken about his brother's death.
For a moment, his words made Michael suspect the two might have had a strained relationship—perhaps even worse. Maybe the man had left his brother to die, unwilling to save him from the claws of the monsters.
Though Michael's expression remained neutral, his wariness grew. He was already considering adding this neighbor to his blacklist when the man continued speaking.
"I'm sorry for my nephew's rude behavior. The death of my… brother must have been too much for him to handle—"
The man's voice faltered, choking on the words, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.