The Infantile Plan
The crowd of A-rankers were stunned at Hanmo's arrival. Most of them had counted him as dead due to multiple reasons, but now, proving all of them wrong, he was back. Calmly sitting on a chair with his sharp blue eyes scanning everyone in the room.
Mark himself (In Hailen's form) sat silently on his seat. Everybody else might be surprised, even Yuri herself—but not Mark. Mark was stunned. Lost for words. Bamboozled.
'What the heck is going on?' he asked Reol'ran, incredulous.
He had killed Hanmo! Hanmo had become a Kill Slave and a Kill Slave died when its master died. He had even gotten the self-proclaimed Ice God's share of Soul Sphere upon the man's death. So, just how could Hanmo be here?
'Try scanning his stats,' Reol'ran said, sounding equally baffled.
Mark did as told.
No.
'I can't scan his stats. It's as if he doesn't exist.'
'Weird,' she said, frowning.