The Grey District was silent. The silence was not empty. It was waiting. Kaito stood on the roof of a three-story building. The wind was cold. It cut through his jacket. He did not shiver. He watched the street below.
Kuro said: "Two signatures. Close range."
Kaito said: "Together."
Kuro said: "Yes. They are moving in sync."
Kaito tightened his gloves. His hands were steady. But his heart beat faster. The last encounter had been hard. The entities were learning. He could feel the change in the air. It smelled of ozone and old blood. Two figures emerged from the shadows. They looked like the first Hunter. Plated skin. Long limbs. But they were different. Their eyes glowed red. They did not walk. They slid. They stopped below the building. They looked up. They saw him.
Kuro said: "They know you are there."
Kaito said: "Let them come."
