"Too slow, too slow!"
In the brutal laughter, a strange hoarse voice burst forth like thunder. Immediately after, another voice sneered, "Letting you outsiders step foot in this paradise is utterly absurd... If we have to clean up after you anyway, we might as well start ourselves."
"No matter what, you're all just a bunch of trash."
As the great doors of the pitch-black castle in the center of the square burst open, a black carriage rolled out, charging straight into the crowd. Beneath the iron hooves of the black steeds, a spray of blood erupted. Like a juicer beginning its operation, a continual stream of scarlet pulp was ejected.
