Kro ventured the quiet streets. From his experience, these realms were not often like this. Then again, from his limited exposure when he was... New, he didn't know a lot. He made sure his finger was ready to unleash a torrent of lead. Surely, the residents would know of what he did, and would recognise him. However, he also had all the smoke needed. From his perspective, when he was in hell, he may as well be a god. But, then again, he did feel there was an untapped source of determination and power within himself. Something unrealised, as of yet. It also appeared hell enhanced his perception and thought processes.
He continued walking to where he had been captured, through the empty streets.
"Heheh... "