Mine, Mine, It's All Mine

The deafening boom rolled out from deep within the Black Tower, and even the ground beneath the Outer Ring trembled.

Dust fell from several broken walls, nearly burying half the rubbing paper Satotz had just protected.

"My paper!"

Piyu grabbed the back of his collar.

"You can make another rubbing if it's gone. If a rock hits your head and raises a bump, do you think that won't hurt?"

Razor had already sprinted toward the source of the noise.

Nen Bullets slowly gathered in his palm. The fourteen demons turned toward the right side of the Black Tower at once. Clearly, the anger over having a captive snatched from their hands had not subsided.

Bai Zhu stood where he was, as though he had suddenly remembered something.

"Damn it."

Milluki clutched his stomach and sat down beside a broken pillar, his expression as ugly as if he had just been struck by a bill.

"What are you 'damn it'-ing about? Don't keep jumping at shadows. You scared the hell out of me."

Bai Zhu ignored him.

Instead, he recalled Skre's final grab. It seemed that grab had been aimed at his dog chain.

He raised a hand and touched the thick gold chain.

Ging raised a hand to stop Razor, who had already run ahead.

Razor stopped.

"Move."

Ging crouched down and pressed his fingers against the edge of a crack in the stone floor, feeling it for two seconds.

"Don't chase them. We fell for it."

Razor tilted his head toward him.

Ging stood up and brushed the stone dust from his fingertips.

"Their goal from the start was to keep us pinned here."

Only then did Bai Zhu look up.

"Pinned?"

Ging looked toward the direction of the explosion.

"That squad just now was very restrained. Mist, shadows,