Choice

The sea breeze made Kieran’s coat rattle.

He could clearly see the dock of Alcatraz Island.

It was different than what he had seen the first time he had been there.

The tall, high walls and the high security patrol were no longer there.

Alcatraz had seen better days. The walls of the prison were in ruins, and the path that led towards the building was filled with holes. There were slashes of swords, bullet marks and explosion traces everywhere.

One could tell that a terrible battle had taken place there, but Kieran could tell even more.

With his [Tracking], the marks and traces were clear. They had not been left behind by just one fight or one party.

"It wasn’t just the Night Demon Society that wanted to get to the island. It might have been a good idea for Fenkes to contact more attackers to divert the Dark Star Society’s attention!"

Kieran was looking at the battle marks, trying to guess what Fenkes and his accomplice might do next.