~~~~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.