Ghost walked through the city, looking around at the chaos, the fire spread wildly. Glass under his boots crunched loudly as he walked. He made sure to keep an eye out for any rivals or any sudden activities. He roamed slowly, not wanting to make too much noise, he had this terrible gut feeling, as if something was wrong. His finger relaxed on the trigger, readying himself for any strange activities. His boots left dust and dirty trails by each single step he took