In the cemetery of the Fifth District, the remains of the short man were buried in one of the graves, and beside him the tall man's corpse was laid to rest next to the graves of other Claw men who had died over the past years. The place was crowded with attendees, most of them men who had witnessed the fight between the masked man and Corvin.
But all eyes were fixed on one person on Morc. He stood alone while everyone else kept their distance from him. His small smile did not leave his face even at this funeral, and whispers quickly spread around him:
"He's the reason he died, and here he is smiling at his funeral."
"What a heartless monster."
"How does he dare to show up after what he did?"
Morc heard everything they said, but he showed no reaction. He remained standing with his hands behind his back, staring at the two headstones.
