Andrew's body grew weak as the screen turned pitch black, Roanna's laughter echoing endlessly through the chamber.
It was the kind of laughter that crawled beneath the skin: sharp, mocking, and drenched in satisfaction.
Lulu approached him cautiously, her voice trembling. "Is Seamus going to be okay?"
Her face was pale, her hands clutching his shoulder. "He won't be cursed, right? I heard the one who kills the Emblem of Enigma suffers a great punishment."
Andrew shook his head, uncertainty twisting in his chest. He didn't know the answer. But his gaze turned hard as he glared at Roanna, demanding one instead.
"You! Don't you need my son for evolution? You must be insane to let him kill the protector of your own house!"
Roanna let out a low, cruel laugh. "Oh my, this is making me laugh even more."
She rose from her seat and began walking toward him, her long black hair catching the crimson shimmer of the bloody moonlight streaming through the grand windows.
