Soon, the news of Lee Jinhyuk's arrest reached the ears of the Cardinals.
In a dim, subterranean conference room, seven shadowy figures sat around a massive round table. The largest seat remained ominously empty.
"That idiot!" the Cardinal of Envy, Rin, snapped. His teeth are grinding intensely. "I told him to be careful after we managed to outsmart the Hunter Association. And yet he still managed to screw up!"
If Shen Yuan could see his favourite enemy now, he wouldn't recognize him. The omega necromancer's bubble–gum pink hair was gone, dyed into a raven-black curtain that sharpened his already pallid face. He looked like a starving teenage vampire.
The stench of death rolling off him was stronger, sharper, and far more unsettling than when he was imprisoned in the Diyu.
"You can't really blame him," the Cardinal of Avarice drawled. Calm, composed, the opposite of Rin's explosive temperament.
