As Leo sat down on his sleek black horse, the morning sun filtered through the dense trees of the Deltou Colossale Forest, illuminating him in patches. His dark cloak fluttered lightly in the breeze, the black neck mask hanging loosely around his throat, ready to be pulled up, and his voltsteel knuckle gloves glinted faintly, catching the light.
His crimson eyes were sharp as he scanned the edge of the forest, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck.
He looked at Lucian, who was sitting on his own horse with a determined, shadowed expression on his face from his matching cloak and neck mask, and asked, "Ready to move?"
Unaware of the danger pursuing her, Velmera mounted her horse and Lucian's gray eyes darted toward her in the distance. He mumbled, "I'm ready," as his jaw tensed. "Let's keep her safe."
Leo leaned in and whispered calmly but firmly. "Avoid drawing attention to your kills. by the way, You can kill, right?
