A few hours slipped by unabashedly.
Modret quietly walked out of the research office and flapped his wings, heading into the skies.
'For the last target…'
Before the members of the Axarel family realized what was happening, Modret had already eliminated four of them—only one remained.
If his guess wasn't wrong, by now Axel should have completed his own mission to eliminate the other four.
The whole city was quiet; however, no one could have expected the tumultuous situation occurring beneath the surface.
A faint smile tugged at Modret's lips as he increased his pace.
The last person wasn't difficult to find, and Modret didn't need to be as cautious since he was located outside the city.
He had taken the longest for his shadow servant to locate, because of his unique movement ability that enabled him to blend into trees for a limited amount of time.
