CHAPTER 115
Clack. Clack. Clack.
Kai's footsteps echoed rhythmically through the hall as he descended the stairs.
Even though the pitch-black bandana remained firmly over his eyes, he walked with unerring precision.
He didn't trip, didn't stumble, and didn't even wobble.
He navigated the steps like someone whose vision wasn't restricted in the slightest.
The indifferent way he passed by every single person, as if they didn't even exist, made the atmosphere more chilling—and significantly more annoying for those he ignored.
He walked past even Berg and, instead of heading directly toward Ray, he went straight to Van.
Helping the boy to his feet, he turned to face the entire group of Aspirants gathered there.
Felix, on the other hand, just quietly tucked his hands into his pockets as his eyes darted around the room, taking in the shifting dynamics.
