Looking closely, Rhett found the guard had died. He then lifted his head.
When a bolt of lightning sliced through the night sky, it illuminated the entire Zimmerman Mansion with its blinding white light.
In the middle of the courtyard, about 60 feet away, a man entirely wrapped in a black robe stood there.
Rhett couldn't see his face.
"Who are you?" Spiritual energy surged within Rhett. He pointed at the man in the black robe standing in front of him.
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