For one, even though where he was previously sitting had been blown to ashes—along with the tables, chairs, and a large chunk of the wall—one thing felt quite out of that world: the books on the tables, including the one he was reading.
All of them were untouched and gently landed onto the ashy grounds.
But MadWhite turned back as he looked at the gun which the figure was holding, and for the first time, his unbothered gaze lost its composure.
Ryuk watched as the man slowly rose upright from his crushed position, turning his face to the side, and he asked:
"Hey, tell me something..." he whispered, as silence covered the half-destroyed library, before the question rang out:
"How did you lay hands on those guns?" he asked.
Ryuk turned to look at the guns in his hand, a second gun appearing in his left palm, and he replied:
"Oh, this?""I took it from a truly tough guy. Cool, no?" he asked, with wicked amusement.
