The note appeared.
The clock showed 00:12.
The Mule took a deep breath as he watched the yellow piece of paper flutter down from mid-air and reached out to pinch it. The paper had only one line of writing.
"Don't be killed."
What did this mean?
The Mule's hair stood on end. He immediately activated his Detection Skill, releasing invisible fluctuations that filled room 0408.
The Catastrophe Golem standing beside him also seemed to sense its Summoner's fear, as its already imposing stature grew even taller.
Two smooth metallic arms ended in hollow indentations. Within those indentations, an intense Energy gathered, so fierce it could not be completely concealed even by the Invisibility Cloak.
"TEE HEE..." A childish laugh—crisp, ethereal, and pleasant—echoed inexplicably in the room.
The Mule turned his head abruptly toward the direction of the sound.
