Confrontation

In the dead of night, the group of blood cultivators approached the sentries stationed by the eastern bridge leading to Capital's Lower East District. 

The sentries immediately noticed them, but they were not alerted due to the city guard's armor adorned by the blood cultivators. Despite that, they were still puzzled why these city guards were returning to the city at this hour.

"Good evening, brothers. What brings you here at this ungodly hour?" A sentry guard called out, but as the torchlight slowly revealed their upcoming appearances, the sentry guard froze at the unfamiliar faces. "Who are…"

The sentry guard did not get to finished asking before one of the blood cultivators closed the distance in an instance and drilled his hand through the sentry guard's leather armor and crushed his heart like a piledriver.

"Y-Y-You…" 

In a state of shock and disbelief, the sentry guard stuttered with wide eyes while pointing with a trembling hand.