Warm sunlight pierced the hall through two large windows separated by a pair of double doors.
Beyond those doors, warm light filled the room, the sound of birds chirping could be heard, but the cold air felt far more convincing.
Four figures stood with their backs to the door as if guarding it so that not a single one could escape.
One of them spoke. She was a girl with black hair and golden eyes.
Her hand pointed at the figure in front of her, a komodo-like figure whose entire body was covered in wounds. In his left hand, he held a purple crystal as large as a human head, and inside it was a small part of a spine. He stood before a dark corridor.
"You've all seen that thing before, right?"
The first to answer was a girl with pink hair. Her bright clothing suited the warm light that covered her back, but it did not suit the cold atmosphere of the hall.
"Bone of Malakar, right? So that's what they're after. Damn…"
