It was dark in the mansion and the gunfire was fading away. Poseidon St. pulled up the curtain of the window, leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and said, "Go on."

The car started slowly and left under the bright lights.

Listening to the engine outside the house, Silojiva raised her boots and stepped on the black eagle's head, splashing a piece of blood on the sole of her shoes: "Your master has gone, leaving you to run away alone, the domesticated fools!"

"We were insignificant in his eyes, just like you!" The Black Hawk laughed even though he was stepped on the sole of his shoes.

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