Outside, a woman in a long luxury gown was being stabbed by a silver weapon. I couldn't see anyone's face but the sharp thing cutting through her stomach and a man's hand was gripping onto the silver sword. Black liquid licked, running down from her body.

My nostrils flared. I was in the urge to vomit. I had never been so scared before. Not even when the demon used to accuse me. Not even when he wanted to kill me. I gripped onto Lee's arm and held him so tightly that my nails almost bit him. "L-Lee..." I could barely make a single sound.

Lee stopped and gazed up at...