Outside in the corridor, Dokai still struggled. The soul-form portion of his body had faded considerably, but his survival instinct kept him twisting and writhing, trying to find an opening to escape from the two Titan hands.
Inside the room, Elith asked: "You believe Millan?"
"No."
"Then why stop?"
"Because if she's telling the truth, this matter will affect Rover."
Elith fell silent.
The answer was very simple.
But enough to explain everything.
Morie could coldly crush Dokai. She could not care about Millan. She didn't necessarily have to care about the Survivors outside either.
But Rover was different.
If this choice could bring danger to Rover, she wouldn't make the decision on her own.
At the same time, inside the bedroom of room 2705.
The air was still filled with the warm, sweet scent that lingered after the rain and clouds.
