Just as Han Dong stared at the vortex mark carved into the door with some kind of sharp metal tool—
Creak~ Crunch~
A faint sound came from nearby.
It sounded like bones and flesh being thrown between millstones and forcibly ground apart.
Yet it was quieter, like a delicate, slow grinding of a small portion.
Listening closely, he found that the sound came from the third guest room to the left of the elevator.
"It's coming from that old man's room?"
The receptionist immediately understood what Han Dong meant and handed him a spare keycard.
However, she herself had no desire to go over there.
Even if she had not been targeted by the "vortex," contact with a victim could still lead to infection.
"Mary, let's go... Mary?"
Normally, Maritis would have followed immediately.
But after hearing about the "Vortex Incident," Maritis hesitated.
After all, according to the intelligence reports, even Grand Duke Vlad of London City, with a Mythical Body, had been unable to resolve the matter for a long time.
Furthermore, Maritis had rarely gone anywhere other than Toad City, N'Kai, and her own territory. She had never encountered the darkness of London City.
The darkness of London City itself already made her somewhat uncomfortable. This Abnormal Event made her slightly afraid as well.
She was currently crouched on the sofa like a frog, her watery eyes fixed wide on Han Dong by the door.
"Don't rush me... This lord isn't quite used to it yet.
"You'd better move slowly. Don't let us get attacked by the 'spiral' too."
"If something were going to happen, we would have been attacked last night. It's relatively safer now... Hurry over."
"Fine."
Maritis did not look afraid on the surface, but in truth, half her body remained pressed behind Han Dong.