Hybrid hunterlev

The streets of downtown bustled with life, the scent of food stalls blending with the lingering metallic tang of blood from the recent hybrid trades. Colt moved with a confident stride, his olive-green eyes sharp and calculating as he scanned his surroundings. He was always on alert-whether it was for potential new recruits, rival hunters, or fresh hybrid stock. As he walked, something caught his attention-a shop nestled between towering buildings, its display windows lined with cages and enclosures. A hybrid shop. Not just any ordinary one, but a supplier of rare and exotic species, the kind that fetched high prices in underground markets. His lips curled into a smirk as curiosity flickered in his gaze. Maybe they had something worth his time. Adjusting the black gloves on his hands, Co