"What was that just now.....?"
This time, Lukas's heart was filled with true terror. If Natasha had not been here, he might not have noticed anything different at all, treating everything as normal. The blood-soaked floor, the broken windows — all of it would have never revealed its true form.
With a grim expression on his face, Lukas walked outside, a deep sense of intense foreboding filling his heart.
Natasha already seemed to have guessed something and silently followed Lukas out of the house.
Meanwhile, at the entrance, Lukas's eyes scanned the surroundings, a solemn expression on his face. Similar to his room, the outside had also undergone a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree change. Gone were the proper streets with merchants and awakened flowing around. Instead, in their place were streets filled with blood and broken corpses.
