Drake lay on the bed for a while, quickly growing bored.
The feeling was unbearable—he wanted to smash the entire house. He didn't even know what had gotten that "thing" inside his body so agitated.
But right now, he could only endure it. It was even worse than before. At least earlier, Silvanus had been around... Not that he liked Silvanus, but surprisingly, the guy had been helpful in that moment.
It felt like Prophet—no, he couldn't be the Prophet. Maybe he was Prophet's priest, so the effect was similar. Perhaps Leonard sensed it too, so he kept clinging to Silvanus like that.
Ha, that stupid kid had probably started worshipping Silvanus as his god already. In any case, his behavior was seriously irritating!
With that thought, Drake suddenly sat up and jumped off the bed, beginning to look around the house.
That monster still hadn't appeared yet. The second floor was its territory, but he figured he could take a little stroll.
