Ryuk wasn't a celebrity. The concerning part was that the pictures never captured her face explicitly. Just her presence.
"This is more than a creep." Killian looked back at the man. "Who sent you to do this?"
From the pictures taken within the academy and even some around her dorm, it was clear that numerous people had been on this job.
It wouldn't surprise him that such people infiltrated the academy. It had been too easy for the Outcasts to find him after his announcement at the cafeteria.
"Tell me." He stepped on the man's fingers.
The man pressed his lips tightly, but not a single sound came out of him. His eyes remained on Killian defiantly. Meanwhile, Killian kept scrolling past the pictures, searching for any recognizable person.
He reached the very first picture. "There's no…"
His eyes narrowed at the first image. There was someone recognizable. The A-Rank Warden who had spoken to him on the day he was interrogated about the Withered Fae and the Fire Centurions.
