The corridors were filled with the evidence of Kasia's wrath- bodies of Hunters torn apart, walls smeared with blood, and the scent of burning flesh thick in the air. The sheer brutality of it all was staggering, a silent testament to the storm raging inside her.
"It seems that she may not have needed us," Amdis whispered as he cleared corners, his voice barely audible.
"It's like she's not in her right mind," Ethan responded, his brows drawn tight. "Did they experiment on her again?"
"No, this is a blood rage induced by magic. These idiotic humans are meddling with forces they don't fully understand," Amdis said darkly.
Ethan didn't have time to dwell on that revelation. He slammed open a door, revealing a terrified family huddled in the corner. The father stood protectively in front of them, gripping a metal bat.
Ethan raised his hands in a calming gesture. "We're not here to hurt you."