The ballroom was painted red, blood splashed across the tables, chairs, and walls. The ground was piled with dead bodies, each bearing a single fatal strike to the neck and a hollow chest, their hearts torn out and thrown onto the floor.
The other ghostly figure who had guided Yoru here stood in shock, not expecting this outcome at all.
He watched as the once-lively room was reduced to a pool of gore, crimson flowing across the marble floor toward the exit.
But he wasn't as shocked as Nalia, who felt an invisible force working alongside her. She couldn't see the figure, but the gaping chest of its victim was clearly visible.
She was filled with questions and caution but didn't dare ask, since the matter involved the queen. She only kept in mind that whenever the air seemed colder, that figure was present.
Twenty minutes passed, and they were finally finished with the massacre.
Nalia set the building ablaze, not before washing up in the auction house's bathroom.
