Two Beauties Trapped, Surrounded by Killers!

Deep beneath Tokyo lay a labyrinth of sewage tunnels. The air was dark and foul, thick with the stinging smell of gunpowder and the stench of rotting earth. All around them,

there were only rusted alloy pipes, dripping cold water now and then. Drip. Drip. Each drop struck the black sludge below with a dull thud.

In the dark, narrow passage, Kurona Yasuhisa staggered on, clutching her right arm with a trembling left hand. Her face had gone deathly pale.

Warm blood kept seeping between her fingers, soaking her black bodysuit. The dark red stains were stark even in the dim light. Beside her,

Nashiro Yasuhisa's snow-white hair was soaked with blood, sweat, and mud. It clung in tangled strands to her fair, swollen, scraped forehead. The bones in her left leg

had been crushed in the battle. She could not stand on her own and had to lean half her weight on Kurona's slender shoulders. Supporting each other, the sisters

struggled forward through the cold, filthy water, one painful step at a time. Their footing was unsteady as they waded through the reeking sewage.

In the empty tunnel, their steps splashed murky black water everywhere. "Kurona... I'm so tired..." "I'm so hungry..." Nashiro's voice was faint, edged with despair. They

had once been promising descendants of CCG's leadership. Then a conspiracy had led Doctor Kanou to forcibly turn them into grotesque One-Eyed Ghouls. Unable to bear the daily torture in the underground laboratory, they

had seized on the chaos in Ward 20 and used the last of their strength to escape. But the battle had left their bodies desperately short of RC Cells. The Rinkaku on their backs

could no longer take shape, not even a trace. Starvation and bone-deep exhaustion were like the invisible claws of a death