Sector Six, Warehouse, B-64.
Lia slowly opened her eyes with great difficulty. She looked around her with a grim expression on her face. To her right was a guy sitting on a chair, one leg over the other, sharpening his long blade with his black nails, sending sparks flying as he worked on the edges.
It was none other than Zeryth, who had introduced himself to her before.
"Oh?" Seeing Lia wake up, Zeryth spoke. "Did you have a good nap?"
"You..." Lia's expression twisted into one of rage. "Where is Maris? What did you do to her?"
She knew that her friend had acted out only to protect her own family. She didn't blame her—Maris was just an ordinary girl; she had no choice but to obey.
"Oh, her?" Zeryth tilted his head with a smile. "Look to your right."
Lia did as he said, and the scene made her eyes open wide in horror.
To the side lay Maris, with no life in her eyes.
"You BASTARD!" Lia screamed out as tears rolled down her cheeks.
