"Mhm… that's a strong blood smell."
Under the night sky, a skinless creature with raw, bloody tissues and vessels exposed, slowly and quietly sneaked to the back of the Ironfist Society premise, as if it had come to a no man's land. With just a snap of its fingers, the iron door lock broke like tofu. The monster let out a smile and walked through the back entrance.
In the guardroom on the side of the rear entrance, a disciple occasionally took a sip of the water from his glass as he read from a book with his head lower. Upon hearing the faint but perceptible sound, he grabbed a stun baton. As soon as he pushed the guardroom door open, he came face to face with the bloody monster.