Sein's fists clenched, her crimson gauntlets flickering with suppressed fury. "Cheating bastard. Doesn't he have any pride as an S-rank?"
Jane shook her head, her dark eyes fixed on Ernando's relentless assault across the hall. "Ernando seems different now. He used to be rational, disciplined. He's likely been brainwashed. Controlled."
Allen crossed his arms. "It seems like that woman's doing. She also took Andrey. What do they want?"
Simmon pushed his black glasses up, his white hair disheveled. "Who is he?"
Jane answered, her voice quiet but clear. "Andrey Thompson. C-rank. The one who's now Sein's master."
Sein's head snapped toward her, eyes blazing. "Who the hell has a 'master,' you idiot? We're just partners!"
Before anyone could respond, a sharp, commanding voice cut through the chaos.
"Hey! You lot, hurry up and help the front line! We're overwhelmed! What are you even doing?!"
