CHAPTER 43

Just as Walter’s hand was about to collide with Naya’s face, a sudden gust of wind blew across the store. It seemed to come from nowhere, and it carried with it a chill that made the hair on the back of everyone’s necks stand on end.

Walter froze, his hand still raised mid-strike. Sophia took a step back, her eyes wide with fear. And Naya, well, she couldn’t help but smile.

“What is this?” Walter stammered, his voice suddenly weak.

“Tsk, tsk, I had no idea there was a show going on here?” Rhys said with a bored tone as he walked in slowly, swirling the lighter in...