After hearing the details, the trio were unable to utter a single thing, their throats tightening, their breaths shallow.
Obviously, what Leo said was true… they were the only survivors except the man who had lost his leg. Still, considering Leo and Ophis were involved, they could not deny it. Those things… those monsters… would definitely come back for them.
One way or another… they had to face it.
And if the so-called wish-granting thing truly empowered those monsters, then… who knew what kind of nightfire they would drag themselves into.
The image of monsters tearing through flesh and bone lingered in their minds... a nightmare waiting for its stage.
"That's it… I'm leaving my job!" Azrael was the first one to speak. Her voice was cold, sharp enough to cut the air, her eyes locked on Leo. She muttered with a convicted face,
