"Tap... tap... tap... tap..."
In the deserted subway passage, the sound of Reiger's footsteps descending the stairs was particularly clear.
Above his head still hovered a blood-formed magical mass, the blood light shining on his face, giving him an aura of bloodthirsty cruelty.
With no expression on his face, Reiger walked down the stairs, arriving at the subway platform.
Here, not only was there a subway train silently stopped on the tracks, but there were also people standing there.
The number of people was large, almost filling the entire platform.
What was eerie was that none of them made a sound, nor did any of them move, as if they had fallen into a stupor, standing there motionless, like they had lost their souls.
The many missing people of Shibuya had finally surfaced here.
Reiger stood for a while, realizing it wasn't just people standing there motionless.
