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The sound of a shoulder being grabbed rang out through the space, causing Orrelith to halt in her steps.
But it wasn't just her—everyone in the group stopped.
'Oh… oh,' Ryuk thought.
Standing at the front, he could clearly see Orrelith's expression.
Her face, normally expressionless, even only slightly creasing from all that had happened before, had now turned into one of surprise as she slowly turned her head to look behind her.
Her eyes met Grozque's, which held firm for a moment, but then she shifted her gaze downward to his hand, resting on her shoulder.
It was as if Grozque had been electrocuted as he immediately withdrew his hand.
She turned fully to him, her brows furrowed in visible annoyance.
"I… I'm sorry about that," he said awkwardly.
But all he received was her cold, blank stare.
A stare he couldn't help but notice was colder than ever before.
"Are you planning on going through the door?" Grozque asked.
"And if I am?" Orrelith replied flatly.
