Chapitre 187: Dead yet?

[Third Person View]

The Herbal Emporium's atmosphere underwent a chilling transformation as Ren's lifeless body descended gracefully to the floor, and the ensuing soft thud was a somber punctuation to the unfolding tragedy. Silence wrapped around the shop like a heavy shroud, amplifying the gravity of the moment and infusing the air with an almost palpable sense of unease.

"Humans are... annoying," the young man with white eyes muttered with clear disdain, his gaze fixated on Ren's motionless figure. The deep wound inflicted upon Ren continued to spew crimson, its tendrils snaking across the floor, leaving a gruesome trail of evidence in its wake.

While the young man initially crossed the room, Falco's usually sharp senses remained oddly dormant, failing to detect any intrusion. However, as the young man drew closer to the door, a disquieting awareness began to crawl over Falco's senses, setting his nerves on edge.