Chapter 96: Ch94. Pain as a teacher (18) - Hideout
Miles kept his eyes on Kurt as they moved through the ruins.
Even after everything he had seen, the monsters, the barren wasteland, the impossible fight, the man beside him was still the biggest enigma of all.
’Who the hell is this guy?’ Miles frowned inwardly, watching Kurt.
The man walked ahead, casual but precise, his long coat billowing slightly with each step. His tall and lean figure wrapped in a long, tattered coat that fluttered with each movement. His messy brown hair, streaked with white strands, fell just past his ears.
A frayed bandage covered his right eye, while his left eye gleamed in that impossible silver hue, sharp and calculating. His face bore faint scars, hints of battles long past. His posture was relaxed, almost lazy, but every movement felt fluid, precise, and intentional.
Like a predator who never lets his guard down, even when he’s smiling.
Kurt’s boots crunched against the shattered debris of whatever this place used to be, rusted metal, cracked stone, and things Miles did not want to identify. The eerie fog that had been pressing in from all sides seemed lighter here, pushed back by the colossal structure they were approaching.
It loomed over them like the skeleton of some forgotten titan, half-buried in the wreckage of time. Towers of twisted, hollow steel jutted toward the sky, their jagged edges fused with alien-looking stone. Blue veins of faint energy pulsed along the surface, like the entire thing was still... Alive.
"This where you live?" Miles finally spoke. His voice sounded smaller than he intended.
"Kind of." Kurt chuckled. "I spend most of my time out here, hunting and scavenging. The crafters of Luna Sea are always eager to put their hands in the remnants of the Old Civilization."
Miles waited for Kurt to go on with his explanation, but the man did not speak again, until they reached a wide, cracked entrance leading into the structure.