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Jason Beria did not return to his villa. Instead, he went far from the West Borough where it stood. When he reached the residence serving as their temporary meeting place, his companion was already waiting.
She was a woman with sharp, bewitching features, long, curly brown hair, and eyes of the same color, filled with coldness and malice.
She sat on the other side of the table, facing the door, sipping amber sparkling wine.
After pushing open the door, Jason Beria headed straight for the changing area in the corner and drew the curtain. He reached behind his neck, felt around, and pulled open a slit. It split along his spine, extending up to the back of his head and down to the middle of his shoulder blades. This finely crafted opening was concealed beneath the outer layer of skin. Even if Beria stripped to the waist, it would be difficult to spot without close examination.
In little more than ten seconds, he shed this human skin, transforming from a blue-eyed man with high cheekbones into an unfamiliar man resembling the woman at the table, with slightly curly brown hair and cold brown eyes.
The "magic mirror" Arrodes had only described the appearance of the human skin he used as a disguise!
He dressed, left the changing corner, folded the human skin, and placed it on the table. The woman finally spoke. "Is everything ready?"
"It is."
Jason Beria answered succinctly, "I left a portrait to mislead the True Gods' lackeys. As planned, from now on, you are Patrick Jason, attempting to flee and drawing their attention. Then I will act with my true face and assassinate Pallas Negan."
The woman from the Beria Family tipped back her head and finished the last mouthful of sparkling wine. She set