Chapter 144: The First Hunt
Nero moved through the ruins like a shadow.
The storm had scorched the land, leaving behind a hollow silence that clung to the air like a curse.
The scent of burned stone and ozone lingered, and every step Nero took sent bits of charred debris crumbling beneath his boots.
His Raven Eyes gleamed as they cut through the darkness, scanning the jagged remnants of the city with surgical precision.
His Shikigami eagles soared high above, their paper wings gliding silently through the corrupted sky.
Fragments of their vision flowed into his mind.
Broken streets, twisted towers, and distant flickers of movement. No words. No voices.
Only death.
Nero didn’t speak. He didn’t even let his breathing rise too high.
Every sound felt dangerous, as if the Shatterveil itself was listening.
Silence wasn’t safety.