188 The Bug In The System

The only thing that remained of him was a tattered black cloak and a mismatched set of unidentifiable chunks of flesh. In a taboo way, it'd been somewhat beautiful, even artistic to a certain extent...

How Reed had been killed.

He'd grown tired of waiting, his patience had run thin in the wake of his busy schedule. There were still two fissures left on the table, along with a host of additional minor jobs he had to attend to.

In light of that troubling agenda, Reed felt it a waste of time to wait for Velvund to assist him. Time was his enemy — every second wasted was a tremendous waste he could not afford. 

So Reed did what he thought was most optimal to allow him passage into a highly guarded cavern that a squad of concealed men, evidently experienced Chosen from their Anima fluctuations, had not wanted him to enter.