Theater.
Nina, dressed in a black ballet costume and wearing alluring, mysterious makeup, danced out from backstage in quick, tiny steps.
Jack, who knew his stuff, cried out in surprise before quietly voicing his admiration.
Leonard and the others could only see that Nina was dancing with great force, carrying more power than the White Swan from before.
Howard only saw the meaning represented by those incredibly agile dance movements.
Adam, meanwhile, first noticed that Black Swan Nina's eyes had changed, as though she had become an entirely different person.
Emmm.
More accurately, in that brief span of time, compared to the White Swan from before, she had become her opposite.
In the eyes of a Neurosurgery doctor, that was a dangerous sign.
He had met Nina before and could tell what kind of personality she had.
Yet in such a short time, she had become like this.
It seemed Director Thomas's so-called training had truly had a major impact on obedient little Nina.
Adam inwardly sighed. Was this artistic pursuit of one could only achieve Buddhahood through madness, or the distortion of human nature and collapse of morality?
Then he noticed something even more wrong. His gaze dropped to Nina's abdomen.
The black ballet costume kept spinning, making it difficult to focus, let alone from such a distance.
But Adam's eyesight had never been ordinary.
He immediately spotted a foreign object clearly embedded in Black Swan's abdomen. Judging from the size of the wound and where it had entered, it was no minor matter.
If they delayed any longer, someone would die.
Countless thoughts flashed through Adam's mind in an instant.
But his habit of saving a life for +0.01 Lifespan made him suppress his hesitation over the disadvantages of doing so. He rose and rushed forward.
As he