Aoko Aozaki had barely arrived in Yharnam's center and had not even had time to admire the Victorian architectural splendor when she was surrounded three layers deep by the "warm and welcoming" locals.
They charged at her howling, carrying torches, machetes, axes, pitchforks, and muskets, intent on chopping her into pieces.
Naturally, Aoko showed them no mercy. Force-field lines danced up and down with the motions of her hands, and before long, she had sliced apart and killed the warmly welcoming people of Yharnam, turning them into blood. Ganlu put the note back on the coffee table, took a hot shower in the bathroom, returned to his room to change into clean, neat clothes, and swiftly drank a bowl of plain congee.
Watching the officers in the conference room fight over quotas for large aircraft, Admiral White silently sat down and leisurely sampled the black tea before him.
"All right, stop looking so miserable. Just tell me, have you figured out what to do?" An Ting could never stand seeing Ah Shiyi like this. Every time he did, his heart ached too.
Hua Wei froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Ah Shiyi to reject her so bluntly and without the slightest tact.
Yu Hong was just about to speak again when the soul ring that suddenly appeared beneath Bai Han's feet shocked him into quickly shutting his mouth.
If Fang Zheng had been here to hear that, he probably would not have been able to resist praising the sheer skill behind such sarcasm.
Wei Sixian recuperated in the hospital room for two days and did not want to go anywhere. She only returned to work on the third day.
A flash of green light passed over the River King's body, and the tortoise shell that had just been shattered