"Hmm?"
Lance's soft inquiry brought Audrey back to reality, forcing her to smile wryly and gesture.
"It's nothing."
Only after speaking did she realize, and hurriedly pursued Lance with a question.
"Um... where's my antidote?"
Her demeanor had completely lost the earlier pride and madness, now cowering, she was indeed Hamlet's modified human.
"Didn't I give it to you?" Lance found her question strange, then added, "It's the bottle I gave you when you entered."
These words left Audrey dumbfounded, her expression indescribably peculiar.
What! That vial was actually the real antidote?
Then why did I follow along?
Why did I get beaten?
What the hell am I doing?
The mixture of complex emotions made her seem a bit insane, tears welling up in her eyes, mumbling some incomprehensible words.
"Lost it?" Seeing this, Lance couldn't help but inquire, which prompted Audrey to quickly search her waist pouch, retrieving the seemingly ordinary vial.
