Just like that, they began their ascent to the second floor. The five walk on the staircase carefully step by step.
When they reached the second floor, the five didn't stop and proceeded to the next floor.
They passed the library, and the creepy room used by children in the past.
Caleb, on the other hand, glanced leisurely around. Currently, the scope his perception could cover was just enough to cover the three-story building.
"We have to be careful when facing the survivor. We don't know how strong he or she is. After all, survivors like Johan are pretty dangerous. To be able to survive in this hellish place alone." Shu analyzed logically and warned.
Rozho nodded his head in agreement. Then, with a swift sword strike, the air produced a neat cutting sound.
Kazuto stared at Rozho speechlessly. "What are you doing?"
Rozho's face turned serious. "I feel that the one above isn't human. I'm just warming up."
Kazuto: "..."
...
On the third floor, the five just stepped on the floor and were greeted by the observatory room and the telescope. The room theme was so out of place with the old, worn, abandoned house.
"Hey, he's there." Kazuto suddenly spoke and pointed at the silhouette whose back was facing them.
Scratching his head, Kidd curiously looks at the guy. He couldn't understand why the guy was just standing motionless and staring at the wall like a stupid idiot. Still, it gave him a freak, and he didn't know why, actually.
"Damn... Isn't he bored doing that? I think we just have to mind our business. That guy might have a few screw loose in his head."
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Four seconds...
Five seconds...
After that, he threw the shadow phantom again. But not in the stranger's direction. The shadow was stopped just three meters behind him.
"You guys, be ready." Caleb reminded the others with solemnity.
With a large stride, Caleb carefully walked toward the stranger who was still motionless staring at the wall. As he got nearer and nearer, Caleb's heart began to speed up. Although he was no longer afraid of death and fought monsters and beasts alike. He can still get nervous.
When he was only one meter from the stranger, the latter suddenly turned around to face him. And this made Caleb a low-key freak out that he almost blasted the guy's face with his fist. However, he had good control of his emotions so he held himself back from doing so.
Now that he saw the latter full appearance, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The guy possesses an arresting countenance, with crimson-red eyes that seem to smolder with an otherworldly intensity. These eyes are framed by a positive canthal tilt, which adds a touch of enigmatic allure to his gaze. He has hooded, hunter eyes, and cheeks, and jawline are sharply defined.
His physique was slender as if he was gracefully carved from marble. His skin is devoid of any hint of life, presenting a stark, bloodless pallor that is even paler than him. Thinking of this, Caleb looked at his own skin speechlessly.
The latter was adorned in all-white attire. Then there his ears also have an inverted black cross piercing.
Fuck! Is this guy a cultist!?
Lastly, his temperament is shrouded in bloodlust, as his glance shows hunger instead of killing intent.
In the end, Caleb had a guess on his mind. The one in front of him was obviously a damned vampire... It explains why the latter doesn't have vitality and a beating heart. Not to mention, pale skin comparable to a sheet of paper and red pupils. If the guy wasn't a vampire, then what is!? However, all of this isn't important. He immediately used his ability to exchange place with shadow as he felt a sense of danger approaching him.