"Remains..."
Scar Eye repeated the word in silence, savoring its bitterness.
Vera had run out of patience and asked coldly:
"Any more questions?"
Beside her, Hedley wore a strange expression. The scene before him was truly bizarre-
The prophet who should have seen through everything was now like a tireless student, while the one seeking help had become the one providing answers.
"One last question..."
Scar Eye deliberated for a long time, as though this question weighed more heavily than all the others. He spoke cautiously:
"How do... all of you view the future of this land?"
[Time-stop sound effect]
The instant time resumed its flow, Scar Eye was already lying on the ground, his entire body wracked with pain as though it had been dismantled and reassembled.
Vera, who had been standing before him, now had one foot planted on his chest and the tip of her sword pressed against his throat.
"What did you just say..."
Shadows veiled Vera's face, leaving only her blazing demonic eyes visible.
"All of us?"
The atmosphere froze solid in an instant, and cold sweat poured off Scar Eye.
Even lying on the ground, he strained to tilt his head back, trying to get away from that lethal sword tip.
"Yes... I saw..."
He admitted it with difficulty, his voice distorted by the pressure on his chest.
"What did you see?!" Vera pressed down harder with her foot.
"Urgh-!"
The commotion inside alerted the people outside, and a voice called through the curtain:
"Boss?! Is everything all right in there?!"
Fighting through the pain, Scar Eye roared toward the outside:
"Get lost! Nobody comes in without my orders!"
The commotion outside died down. Vera calmed slightly and moved her sword tip away.
"Talk."
"I... I can't say..."
Feeling the pressure on his chest