Seung Entering Cardiac Arrest!

Kim Seijin's jaw tightened as he glanced down at the glass jar in his hand. Inside, the demon's blood pulsed with a dark, crimson energy, an eerie light flickering against the sterile lab walls. It was tempting to use it, to end this nightmare and bring Seung back. But trusting a blood demon was like dancing on the edge of a blade. Just as he tucked the jar into his coat, two scientists entered, who bowed cautiously as they passed his side.

In another part of the city, darkness cloaked an abandoned warehouse, standing ghostly and hollow under the dim moonlight. The Halloween-masked man stood on a cracked stone stairway that led down toward a lonely road. He waited, calm and imposing, one hand resting by his side while the other firmly held the hilt of his sword's sheath.