Chapter 609: Uproar (33)_1

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Clearly, Marco had once again chosen the much safer Cross Square.

And without a doubt, Cross Square was once again unsafe.

"Camus..."

Shock, confusion, bewilderment, concern—in that moment, Fu Qian heard a multitude of complex emotions in Marco's exclamation.

"Camus Grelada."

Fu Qian slowly put his mask back on and added the full name.

"How could it be you? How could you be here? And this outfit..."

Marco nearly gritted his teeth as he spoke, while vigilantly maintaining his distance.

"This?"

Fu Qian flipped the cloth that covered his arm and Headcage, revealing an almost translucent, deformed arm.

The ability he had temporarily received from Insight, via Camus, had not yet faded.

"It really is you... But you were supposed to—"

Recognizing this ability as belonging to Camus, Marco, a co-worker who always found him disagreeable, spoke in an even heavier tone.

"Supposed to have died at the hands of the Night Watchman, is that it?"