A moment later.
The dozens of people in the hall had been completely slaughtered. Corpses lay sprawled in every direction, blood pooling across the floor.
With a wave of his hand, Ethan collected all the bodies.
Unfortunately, none of them were high-quality—no advanced Awakeners among them.
"Let's head upstairs."
Ethan could sense more human presences on the upper floors.
They continued their massacre, ascending the central staircase. Along the way, a few people rushed down, alerted by the commotion. Before they could even grasp what was happening, Mia cut them down with a single stroke of her blade.
Ethan followed behind, gathering the bodies as they went.
The building had three floors in total. The second floor was where they kept the survivors—people who had either been tricked or kidnapped and brought here.
The place was lined with metal bars and echoed with the clanking of iron chains. It was nothing short of a massive prison.
