"The target is the same as before... Victor Revenant…" The voice was coming from the one wearing high-collared robes with their face concealed in darkness.
Derek's face contorted. "I'm done," he voiced with a hard tone.
This unknown figure in darkness chuckled. "Spineless now, are you? Afraid because your girlfriend dumped you?"
Derek fist clenched as he shot the figure a glare. "That's Amara's business—not yours..."
Although, Derek had said this with a tone of conviction, his mind couldn't help but wander a bit to a few days ago.
(( FLASHBACK ))
The artificial sun had dipped just beneath the horizon, casting a warm, fading glow over the training fields of the Awakened Academy.
The area behind the southern dorms was quiet and secluded... Amara had requested they met up here.
