Lucian woke up with a start. He lay in the small motel bed, the cheap sheets scratchy against his skin.
His mana was full. Completely topped up.
His eyes, which had been closed just moments before, snapped open, glowing with a cold, crimson light. His mind was instantly clear. He remembered where he was. He remembered why he was here.
His plan flashed through his head like lightning. It was today. The day he would make them pay. Mayor Grant. Veronica. And Chris. They had tried to kill him. Now, he would return the favor.
Lucian swung his legs off the bed. The cheap springs groaned. He stood up, fully dressed in the simple clothes he'd put on the night before. He walked to the door, Dragon Soul Devourer materializing in his hand in a faint crimson glow, instantly hidden by his incognito feature.
