As Astra energy was about to pulse through Asher's body in order to boost his physique and consequently increase his speed, he suddenly paused as he felt something profoundly wrong.
Malice.
Pure, unadulterated, unfiltered, crushing malice.
Asher's body froze for a fraction of a second, his instincts screaming danger before his conscious mind could even begin to react. His purple eyes snapped behind him with sharp intensity, locking onto the corpse of the assassin who was supposed to be nothing more than that, a corpse. Blue's lifeless body lay exactly where it had fallen, yet something was terribly different.
