The Show [2]

"I really don't understand why we're just sitting here, waiting to die."

Celestina and Vergil sat side by side on the cold ground, leaning against the wall as the torch above them flickered, casting shaky shadows.

To her right lay the dark tunnel Zoran had entered earlier. After he disappeared into it, both Celestina and Vergil had chosen to stay put instead of following.

Whoever—or whatever—might come out of there, they would wait.

Celestina wasn't about to leave empty-handed.

"If that man comes back, we might as well kill ourselves now."

Celestina frowned at Vergil's words, turning to him.

"He called you his brother... What did he mean by that? Do you know him?"

Vergil met her gaze, his lips tightening as he lightly knocked the back of his head against the wall.

"I've never met that man before today. I don't know why he called me his little brother. He's a madman. The kind you should avoid at all costs."