~~~~KARMA POV~~~~
How many years?
How had I made it this far?
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Blood slowly leaked out of the decapitated corpse.
"Karma. We need to go." A voice said.
I sighed. "He didn't know where he was either, Rio."
A soft thud emitted through the piercing night. I breathed through his nose, relishing in the smell of blood from the thoroughly tortured victim.
"But mine did."
I snapped to attention. My golden eyes focusing on the the blonde haired girl.
Her eyes closed for a second before opening again.
"He's home. He's always been home. We just never checked the place that we immediately ruled out. Karma, we're finally going to find him."
I growled, I registered the sound of footsteps moving quickly, yet calmly, away from the scene.
I followed her. My golden eyes like a wolf stalking its prey.
Gakushu Asano, you are one pain in my ass.
