Chapter 113

Lun had been very displeased with the course of events. From beginning to end he had found himself being dragged around until he was sent off like a package to one of his psychotic exes. He had no other choice though, he didn't want Kai or anyone else to die, he also couldn't stand Xan's bickering. Sitting in the back seats of the unknown car, a driver leading him to the vast unknown, he tilted his head to the side, touching the cold window. His breath fogged the glass and he separated the whiteshish patch with his index finger, looking depressingly outside. Deep into the night, the street lights his own companion as they shone yellow above his head. He had spent a huge part of his life in the dark, unable to walk under the sun so he didn't mind. The night sky, the chill of winter and the dark shadows forming in the people's faces as they rushed to leave, scared of the monsters that hid in the far away corners of the world were all part of his life.