In the second the explosion happened, not only the floor in the apartment building belonging to 'K' suffered. Another explosion happened at the same time, one small, but powerful enough for what it had been set to do.
On the roof of the building a few streets away, at the corner facing the window through which Daemon's thermal silhouette could be seen despite the drawn curtains, a man in a dark camo outfit stood, blending into the darkness of the night and the inconspicuous corner.
He stood stable like a pillar, his muscles tough under his combat attire as he kept his eyes pasted on Daemon through the long high-end scope of his even longer sniper rifle. His breaths were imperceptible, focused as he was, waiting for the moment that would decide all, the moment that would be fleeting, but crucial.
*NOW!!!*
