The terror of Satan is self-evident.
Despite the careful planning of this mission by Lucas Walker and Phoebe, its danger is still palpable.
Whether they will return safely this time is unknown, and whether she will see him again is also uncertain.
Perhaps this meeting will be their final farewell.
Thinking of this, Fifteen's heart grows increasingly reluctant to part.
Having lived for twenty-two years, it's hard to have finally fallen for a man, only for him to leave just like that; she is somewhat unwilling to accept it.
She feels a natural urge to hug him; her fingers by her side twitch slightly, and then she clenches them tightly.
She is a thief, always loving to take what she wants without the owner's permission.
But the person in front of her is alive, that's different.
Fifteen clenches her palm tightly, her nails digging painfully into her skin.
Pain isn't necessarily a bad thing; at least it can bring clarity.
