"Glad you're here." Lair said softly.
Harlow's gaze slowly shifted downward, and then found the source of the "drip-drop" sound.
It was Torre's head, dripping blood downward.
Harlow's body began to tremble.
Why is this happening? Wasn't this guy just on the verge of death? Why all of a sudden...
Harlow couldn't understand, but he knew what he should do now.
So he knelt down on the ground with a "thud".
"Lair, considering I brought you out of No-man's Land..."
As Harlow spoke, he kowtowed.
But before his body could bend down, his head had already hit the ground.
Harlow felt a whirlwind, finally arriving at Lair's feet.
...Huh?
He looked blankly at the headless male corpse not far away, still not knowing what had happened as his vision swiftly returned to darkness.
Before completely dying, he heard Lair speaking.
"Sorry, I don't have time to hear you out."
Lair said softly.
"I need to hurry, before I die... to take you all with me."
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