The night had arrived, and Ryan and his group were invited to the public execution of the captured demon.
Now they were gathered together with the rest of the people in the middle of the plaza.
Two of the holy knights were recognized by Ryan.
Now, both of them were wearing their official uniforms.
But Karol was standing there completely stunned, staring at the demon inside the cage.
She was still holding onto Ryan's trench coat with a very firm grip.
Mirian noticed this and immediately asked a question.
"Why are you two so tense? Is there perhaps something wrong with that demon?"
Ryan did not turn his gaze away from the cage, and he did not respond either.
Helen began to look at them with a sense of intrigue.
"What is happening, Ryan?"
'But what is she doing here? I do not understand...'
Karol grabbed Ryan's arm and pulled him toward her.
"Ryan, what are we going to do? Perhaps we should..."
"Shut up." Ryan cut her words short.
