The world continued to move even while Liam enjoyed himself on Earth.
Blackstone City, usually quiet despite its dangerous surroundings, had become a hunting ground.
The three Core Formation assassins that were tasked to take care of Liam had arrived in the city. And they had arrived with one goal; to find Liam and erase him. Failure was not an option, and retreat was even worse.
For the past two days, they tore through Blackstone's shadows like silent wolves as they tried to find Liam.
The first assassin, a tall man with scarred knuckles, stopped in the middle of a deserted street at night.
"His traces end here," he muttered.
The second assassin, a small woman with sharp eyes, stood beside him.
"I checked Master Han's shop. He visited twice but nothing more after that."
The third assassin jumped down from a roof, landing beside them without sound. "I searched the inn he stayed in. Same thing. No clue of his current location."
They frowned at each other.
