TAP, TAP, TAP!
With each step, Horace's pupils glowed a ghastly green as he stared intently at the figure of the young man walking briskly away.
Magic Power flowed through him. He was still under the effects of his Invisibility Technique, constantly influencing the mental perception of those around him.
Even a Martial Artist at the Peak of Limit-Breaking might not be able to see him.
But he was absolutely certain the other man had already spotted him.
'Is he a metahuman?'
'Or a Martial Artist with formidable mental strength?'
As the thoughts flashed through his mind, he tightened his grip on his silver cane and quickened his pace.
He should have left. He shouldn't provoke another Superpower Level individual.
But that special intuition from his divination seemed to be coming true at this very moment.
'Did he kill Vilim?'
The persistent thought kept surfacing. Horace continuously channeled his Magic Power, casting the Shrinking Earth Skill to keep up with the man.
