So, it turns out Freeman's younger brother is here. What a small world...
Luca thought, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.
Noticing Luca's gaze, Curtis's grin widened even further.
"I wasn't even looking for you, and yet you've delivered yourself right to me," Curtis sneered, standing and walking toward Luca with a menacing air.
His eyes gleamed with a blood-red hue, and the twisted smile on his scarred face made him all the more terrifying.
The aura of a man who had taken countless lives radiated off him, suffocating and thick with murderous intent.
Though Curtis didn't have much respect for Freeman.
He still felt bound to avenge him. Freeman might have been a mediocre mid-tier healer, content to waste his talents in a small place like Redwind City with no ambition.
But blood was blood. Freeman was his only brother, and this was a grudge that had to be settled.