"Don't worry, just watch everything from behind the scenes."
Lawrence turned and looked out the window, the view was infinitely wonderful.
"After all, 'Lawrence' is already dead. Humans are greedy, and that greed will slowly, bit by bit, drag reason into madness."
He laughed, recalling the image of Lorenzo in his mind. Lawrence once thought he had done things perfectly enough, but he never imagined that the biggest winner would be him, would be this person.
"You won everything on the table, great sir."
Lawrence raised his glass towards the void, as if toasting to a long-gone friend.
...
The blood reeked of stench, mixing into the slightly scorching steam, and a sharp whistle echoed in the darkness. Steam spread and expanded, feet stepped into shallow puddles, everything in this underground made Donas uncomfortable, but to apprehend those damn guys, he still came down.
