@child-of-spade​

Every movement had been silent. It was as if he was moving in the shadows. He could feel the power surging through him, and he could fear the dark tendrils of fear moving through him. Already he had heard people fall to their feet and begin weeping.

Rictus Grin’s idle curiosity wondered what things they saw and the things they experienced. But there was no time for that.

A low growl emitted from his throat as his new and improved trademark grin shone brilliantly in the light. An animalistic noise growled from his throat, and he was truly a cat enjoying his prey as he stood there, nearly invisible.