Chapter 385

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• Hunter glared at his reflection in the mirror. He's changed into a new black shirt and pants after a very cold bath. He looked fresh and yet the air of darkness clung to him. It was only the clothes and dirt from the cemetery that he washed away with the bath otherwise he looked the same: Dead inside, red-rimmed detached eyes, stoic pale face, dark stubble, and pursed dry lips.
• A drop of water fell from his wet hair right onto his left eyebrow and entered his eye. He blinked and it came dribbling down to his cheek.