Eris: Director of The purple worm's Funeral Parlour

Thud! Eris jumped out of the window, leaving the dead man lying on his bed. She landed in the back alleyways and walked to the main streets with an empty face.

^Let's see if you're as powerful as you seem. ^ She walked toward the market. ^But I still have some work to do.^

After just a few minutes, she stood before a large building and smiled. {The purple worm's Funeral Parlour}

She pushed the door and walked in with a smile, seeing a bunch of men lined up. "Hoho? There are a lot of people here."

The moment they heard her voice, they gasped and stared back. "It's the director."

"Yes, it's me! Did Jame finally kick the bucket? I told the bastard to pay in advance." Eris walked between them, pushing them aside with a smile. She approached the large bag and looked inside. Jame's corpse was there.

"Stabbed to death? I expected him to get pummeled to death with a club." she looked back at his friends, smiling.

"You find that funny?" One of them growled, glaring at her.