"Hahahaha!" The man laughed loudly. His face already beyond crazy.
Amon and Vixra glanced at each other, not knowing what was going on. It was like he had gone mad.
"Why are you laughing, bastard?" Amon kicked hard on the man's gut.
"Hahah-ahnn-!" His laugh stopped as he groaned in pain. But the smile never left his face.
"You are all going to die! NO ONE WILL SURVIVE! HAHAHA!" He continued to laugh.
Fear started to build in Amon. What was this guy talking about? His brows furrowed.
Vixra's grip tightened on her wand. Her expression was no better than Amon's.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped. Amon's gaze turned to the man, and he saw him — silent, mouth open from laughing, and wide eyes.
But his breathing had ceased. He was dead.
"Hah... he's dead. It seems we didn't get anything," Amon muttered, wondering about their situation.
