Marina, too, would have to pay the price for deceiving him!
「...」
The worn wooden door was pushed open.
Under the dim light of the corridor, a dark figure stood at the entrance. The shadow stretched from the ground, completely enveloping Marina, who was curled up in the corner.
The figure looked up at the stained and scarred ceiling, then twisted its neck, producing a series of KRAAKS and KREEKS as its bones audibly ground together, creating an oppression that far surpassed the grim environment.
"I hate it most when people lie to me!"
"Marina!"
"You've deeply disappointed me!"
The figure was none other than Dean, who had returned to the precinct.
Marina had tried to escape but was stopped by the people Malago had arranged. Ultimately, at Dean's request, they locked her in this old, dilapidated place.
Dean was in a terrible mood.
