It seems... something's not quite right?
Amid the astonished gazes of the Overlords of the Realm of the Dead, the few board members trapped within the Sage's Cemetery, with no escape, did not show a hint of despair. Instead, they launched a fierce counterattack.
"Protect me!"
Suddenly stepping forward, the weakest among the four board members, Pisces Director, opened her mouth. Her deep pink tongue split from the tip into two, tearing into four peach-colored serpents without purpose, and the first of the eight serpent mouths suddenly opened wide.
"One!"
Accompanied by a light whispering count from the first serpent mouth, the multitude of the dead, manipulated by the masters of death, suddenly paused in their attacks, as if their bones were extracted, exuding a heavy sense of fatigue.
"Stop her quickly!!!"
