Scarlett's body froze in place, yet her hands began to rise, the trembling in each movement plain to see.
She didn't want to, but she couldn't control her body!
How could this be? How could this be? This was impossible!
"Rip!"
In the end, Scarlett still tore open her own chest. She uttered a piercing scream, and the phantoms prostrated against the ground, their trembling from fear clearly visible. At the same time, shadows began to surge forth from the massive mirrors mounted on both walls, countless furious eyes glaring at Leonard.
Leonard smirked, entirely unafraid, his tone dripping with mockery:
"Well, well, well, why so impatient? Just like a loyal dog. She doesn't even like you."
[That voice… that way of speaking…]
[Don't tell me Lucian has come back to life inside Leonard's body, no way!]
[Impossible or not, it's clearly possible now. That voice is definitely Lucian's.]
