Bab 206: Playing Dress Up

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Clint stood before her, his blonde hair slicked back, not a strand out of place, and his icy blue gaze locked with hers. His attire was of a black and red chequered shirt with jeans and boots on. Something that seemed out of place with his stone-cold appearance.

Aila noticed like when she previously saw this hunter, there was a chill and murderous aura in the air. He did not seem like an ordinary human; heck, none of the hunters seemed to with such pure hatred and violence in their hearts. But like Silas, Clint could not hide the void of human emotion behind those eyes.