Lady Blood Cloak slowly moved closer, bracing her hands on either side of his ears. She leaned down and blinked at Lynn, her long curls cascading like an enchanting waterfall.
There was no doubt about it. He had been trapped again.
Up, down, left, right-once again, there was absolutely no escape!
"Blood Cloak, I don't think this is a good idea..."
Lynn (.;ﾟ;:benefit:;ﾟ;.) felt his strength draining away. His feet had left the ground, and his morality had already rebounded from rock bottom to claim the high ground!
"Um... your... your daughter is still right beside us..."
Yes!
For the first time, Lynn felt that he was truly a good person!
Sweet little Angel lay asleep with her eyes closed on the other sofa. Doing something so wicked with her mother in front of such an adorable little angel was profoundly immoral, no matter how he looked at it!
Yes! It had all come back! All his lost morality had come back!
Lady Blood Cloak looked down at him and blinked.
"Don't worry. Didn't you say yourself that my daughter might need a very long time to wake up? She won't know. And even if she did, it wouldn't matter, because the fellow right in front of me went through so much to save us both..."
Well, that was indeed what he'd said...
But... but...
He'd end up in prison!
"But if you're really worried..."
Lady Blood Cloak's soft, flowing voice sounded beside his ear once more.
"Then..."
Lynn froze stiffly in place. Just as he finally thought Lady Blood Cloak was about to stop, she sat upright, closed her eyes, and swept back her long, wavy curls with a vigorous toss.
Then, under Lynn's bewildered gaze...
Waves of powerful ghostly aura suddenly radiated from her body, accompanied by a