HSR: Aeon of Corruption - Kafka (Patreon)

She clocked him a mile back... Some nobody trailing her and Caelus through the alley, with a smug grin and a bulge in his pants. Kafka hadn't thought anyone on this backwater planet had the guts, it would be cute if she couldn't sense his intentions. But something about this one pricked at her: a scent too strong, a gaze that lingered wrong, the stillness of a predator playing weak. Her plans turned to dust the second her eyes slipped — just once — to the hypno app glowing on his phone.----Apologies for the 3 day gap in posts, I got carried away making this comic. Posts will be once every other day for the rest of the month.