Damon moved the instant the scream reached him.
In a single motion he pushed himself off the bed, his body already alert as he dashed toward the source of the sound, his footsteps quick and controlled as he crossed the darkened room and headed straight for the kitchen area, where the soft glow of a mana lamp had already flickered to life.
The scene inside was far from what he had expected.
The maid stood pressed into the corner of the kitchen, her body trembling visibly as she stared toward a section near the storage cabinets, her hands clutched tightly to her chest as though bracing herself against something unseen.
Damon's gaze sharpened immediately.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice low but firm as he stepped into the room.
The maid raised a shaking hand and pointed toward the lower corner near a wooden storage crate, her voice barely steady as she spoke.
"T–there… I felt something moving there…"
