Blade had finally been caught. The wanted Stellaron Hunter was behind bars, and the Cloud Knights can finally calm down. Blade seemed unfazed, leaning against the dark corner of his cell as he stared down the person on the other side of the cell. It was Jing Yuan’s right hand, and their job was to watch Blade for the night. He eyes were trained on them for a long time before he spoke, his voice low and gravelly.

“Hey. Jing Yuan’s lapdog.”