Chapter 23: Stealing House and Slaughtering {2}
As the moonlight bathed the streets of Aspiring City, Reo sprinted silently across rooftops, crafting weapons mid-run. His
control over the "Weapon Maker" ability had grown impressively—no longer limited to crude tools, he could now forge F+ and occasionally even E– grade weapons with a flick of his hand. Each weapon shimmered momentarily before vanishing into his Ring ready for use.
The city lights began to dim as he approached the edge of the wealthy district. Reo narrowed his eyes. From a distance, the mansion loomed like a sleeping giant—luxurious, isolated, and heavily guarded.
He had memorized the layout from the files stolen earlier, courtesy of his clone’s successful infiltration of the police archives. This mansion belonged to Marquel, a notorious figure whose wealth had long shielded him from justice. The list of crimes attributed to him was sickening—blackmail, extortion, attempted rape, and violent abuse. Yet through power and gold, he had always walked free.
Not tonight i guess he thought with a Smile.
Reo activated his Angel Eye—his perception sharpened instantly. The world slowed around him, as if time itself hesitated before his gaze. Cars crawled by at half their speed.
People moved sluggishly. This boost in agility wasn’t just physical—it was a tactical edge. He could now see openings, predict movements
Behind him, an icy mist danced in the air as Althea emerged from his soul space, her signature presence marked by shimmering frost. She stepped onto the pavement in silence, her icy-blue hair glistening under the moonlight. Her breath curled like vapor, betraying her current power: somewhere between E+ and C–.
Reo gave her a glance. "We move now," he said, voice calm but sharp with intent. "The faster this is over, the better."