Capital City, in the basement of a small villa.
The basement is only ten square meters, with lighting provided by a single oil lamp, making it look both cramped and dim, with a very oppressive and heavy atmosphere.
In such a cramped space, there are eleven people standing!
Among them, ten are wearing yellow masks, draped in knee-length black robes, with a test tube filled with yellow liquid hanging from their chests.
The other one stands in front of the ten, also in a knee-length black robe, but his mask... is green!
The test tube hanging from his chest is also filled with a green liquid.
"Boss, are we really going to let that kid go?"
"We lost two brothers to him, letting him go like this is too easy on him, right?"
"Just letting it go like this, our squad will lose face completely!"
Among the ten, there are frequent murmurs, filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.
