It was Ghost. She stood there in her black suit and dark, smooth helmet… And she had a cloak draped over her back.
"…" For a moment, he saw his own reflection in her helmet, which was turned toward him. The look in his eyes beneath his torn mask expressed indescribable astonishment.
It seemed as though everything fell silent and froze at that moment.
But soon, the now-dead Fool Baal released his collar from his grip, and he fell onto his back.
"..." Ghost remained silent and made no move to respond to the surprise in his eyes.
He had already begun to think that she was going to do something worse to him than the Fool Baals had intended… But soon she turned away.
The eternal smile on the devilish faces of the creatures froze. Several hundred creatures, and all of them were staring at the new guest… No, she was the one staring at them.
"..." Ghost clenched her fist.
In an instant, the entire corpse of the Fool Baal burst into dark purple flames.
