Kaisen hurled a rock with a casual flick of his wrist, sending it flying through the air like a meteor on a mission. Thanks to his overpowered stats, the rock practically hit warp speed, zooming way farther than any normal person could manage.
But he knew the two in front of him—members of the cat tribe with ears sharper than a gossipy neighbor—would hear it, and just like he expected, they dashed off toward the noise like cats chasing after a laser pointer.
As his thirty-second invisibility skill wore off, Kaisen shimmered back into existence, standing uncomfortably close to the duo. His heart skipped a beat, not out of fear, but from the sheer ridiculousness of the situation.
One wrong move, and he'd be about as stealthy as a fart in a library. Sure, he could easily overpower these two, but there was no point in painting the rocky landscape red if he didn't have to.