Cheng Yu's startled cry caught Dermot's attention, and he asked in some "confusion,"
"What's wrong?"
As he asked, he looked in the direction Cheng Yu was watching.
Taking into account the monsters surrounding the player who was sneaking around, Cheng Yu replied,
"Oh, I spotted someone I recognized from the way here."
Sure enough, Dermot said,
"Hmm, another new face indeed. Must be a youngster who only recently arrived in Eternal Night City."
With that, Dermot swung his eyeball-covered tentacles and headed toward the man.
The man had been furtively surveying his surroundings. Suddenly, he saw a monster capable of sending his SAN plummeting heading his way, and he was so frightened that he turned and ran.
Dermot scratched his equally eyeball-covered octopus head in confusion and said,
"Why did he run as soon as he saw me? I just wanted to explain my governing philosophy and ask him to vote for me in the referendum."
Then he muttered under his breath,
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, after all. They don't normally get to meet a big shot like me..."
Cheng Yu shot him a speechless glance. What the fuck? You call that muttering? I'm standing right beside you! Could you possibly keep your damn voice down?
But as he watched the man retreat-yes, a man without quotation marks, not someone who looked like one of the Lovecraftian monster residents-Cheng Yu silently pondered,
What's this guy's deal? Is he a resident of the World Before the Door? Or...
At that moment, strings of text flashed through Miss Puppet's eyes. Had Cheng Yu looked closely, he would have noticed that the text in her eyes was written in the language of the World Behind the Door.
But just then, Dermot called to Cheng Yu from Crossroads, which was teeming