What's going on?
Everything was fine just now, why turn hostile all of a sudden?
And why is that masked guy in a cloak and tight suit sitting on a chair with his back to me? Shouldn't he be confronting me face to face in this situation?
Also, why did all of you suddenly scatter?
Who the hell even carries a drum kit into a bunker?
Why are you all taking out your guitars and basses?
Is this some kind of new weapon?
Dante's mind was in chaos; he couldn't find any logical reasoning in the actions of these people.
"I mean..."
Dante gripped his gun tightly; he didn't want to get into a conflict with these people. Whether he could win or not was another story. Even if he won, the place was crawling with their people; it would be unlikely he could get out of there.
"Click!"
The glamorous woman loudly stopped and gestured for a cut.
"What are you doing? Your lines are wrong!"
"No energy!"
"How do you expect to get the data with such a low voice?!"
"Do it again!"
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