It's mission night for Saxon, He's been assigned to eradicate a spirit boy in a haunted ancient mansion.

The night had been filled with slience, That is, until a Loud crash of glass bottle echoed throughout the halls, accompanied by a deep thuds creating a cacophony from the wreckage… like someone were trying to scare him away.

Yet Saxon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the boy's attempt. He smirked, studying the dim room while lighting up his cigarette.

"Damn…Is that all you've got?"