Slowly, by force of habit, Zaki made himself calm down and sharpen his focus on his surroundings. His heartbeat was pounding wildly in his ears. He could sense trouble – could almost taste it, even. He could detect an ominous and heavy tension that seemed to be coiling in the air and his instincts smoothly took over. How long has it been since he last felt something this extreme? He had almost forgotten the last time that something could actually trigger his inner beast to crawl out of its cave and consume him.
Still and alert like a predator waiting for another predator to come at him, Zaki lifted his cold eyes towards the main entrance. "Come out," Zaki snapped at that direction, his voice sounding cold and murderous.
A chuckle that came across as almost innocent echoed around the living area and a man dressed in all black stepped out from the shadows.