Man of Steel

In the dark Theater, only the stage was illuminated.

A tall superior Devil wore a Skeleton cloak and stood in the middle of the stage. A fireball was seen burning above his palm as he shouted, "Ah! The billions of Angels in Heaven, I, Michelangelo, shall lead my Hades army and crush you all!"

Sherlock and Evelynn were seated in the middle of the Theater. Those were the best seats for watching the performance. However, the drama on the stage was lackluster. The dialogue was long and mundane, and the costumes of the actors were too exaggerated.

Though the acting left much to be desired, the Theater was full. It could be considered a successful performance just based on the number of people in the audience.

"Lord Sherlock… do you like it?"

Evelynn was feeling awkward. The standard of acting wasn't high, so she was worried and regretful, thinking Sherlock might not like it.

But Sherlock liked it.