It was 3am.
Damien Bloodbane suddenly opened his eyes.
His breath was steady. His body still. But his mind had already shifted into high alert.
His 2.1 stat points in Sense had allowed him to sense other energy wielders, and he was particularly sensitive to other death energy wielders like him as well as his nemesis, life energy wielders.
Additionally, he possessed a finely tuned sixth sense, and at this hour, it screamed a warning deep into his bones.
There, just outside the dorm, was a towering presence.
Not in mana pressure. Not in killing intent. But something else.
Life energy.
Pure, overwhelming life energy.
It blazed like a miniature sun in his mind's eye, radiant and vast. A presence diametrically opposed to everything he was.
Damien Bloodbane clenched his fist slowly beneath his blanket. Death energy curled in his veins, hissing with caution.
He didn't move. He didn't need to. The moment he detected the presence, he had already understood.
