Kalzer's Payback.
The yellowish sphere of fire floated above while the blue sky looked beautiful with its cotton-white clouds.
Tap, tap, tap.
Kalzer slowly stepped forward on the pavement, surrounded by luxurious buildings. Shortly afterward, he arrived in the elegant yard, filled with flourishing grass patches and flowers.
The breeze of fresh wind gushed past his face, waking him up from his trance. With a final sigh, he stepped forward and opened the front door. As the door made of the oak tree opened, he stepped into the mansion with his heart beating against his chest.
Ba-dump, Ba-dump, Ba-dump.
With his backpack hanging over his left shoulder, he slowly lowered it and placed it on the floor. When he heard the footsteps echoing from the top floor, he quickly touched his face and ripped off the mask.