Charlus looked around. There wasn't a drop of blood spilt, but nothing was moving. Charlus' eyes were filled with apathy. He took out a mask from his inventory. He then hid his wings.
Charlus exited the warehouse. He looked around and saw that there were 2 guards at one end and 6 more at the gate. They didn't notice him and definitely didn't hear him thanks to his passive skill.
Charlus decided to take the 2 guards who were to one end of the warehouse first. He rushed towards them with his scythe in his hand. The guards saw him coming and were frightened out of their minds. They saw a man with a huge scythe charging at them like a mad man.
Charlus looks down on you, shaking his head in distaste at you who refuses to take privilege. He looks at those who do with satisfaction and those who are hesitating to gift with a motivating smile.