I turned my attention back to my book, looked up again when I heard a bang from the kitchen, a grunt and a scream.
Dang it, still not going into the topic of how and why Imp ended up on the team. Oh well. Maybe that’s next chapter?
The bugs I’d placed on Regent didn’t show anything amiss, but I couldn’t really get anything from the contact with Shadow Stalker. She was violently flickering in and out of her shadow state, now, and the slow speed with which she was returning to normal seemed to suggest she was fighting the urge to use her power.
Sheesh, Regent, what did you do?
Regent was standing, but he hadn’t called for help, so I started to read again.
Fair enough, I suppose.
When I’d read the same page four more times and realized I hadn’t actually taken in any information, I dog-eared the page and closed my book.
Relatable.
I focused on each person in the building in turn, followed by a double checking of the spider webs, the others here in the apartment-
Hm?
What’s up?
I stopped short. Regent was sitting, unmoving, and in the last ten seconds or so, Shadow Stalker had disappeared from the chair.
Fuck.
Krixwell Liveblogs 