321 Ruthless Second Kill (4200)_2

That swirl of golden hair danced in the air, dazzling as the Lion King in all his glory. Powerful and majestic, exuding an indefinable sense of justice.

"You're finally awake, tell me your name..."

A deep voice echoed in his ears, like the whisper of a seraph. The face of the man before the curly-haired man blurred, veiled with a mystical gossamer, both remote and grand.

It made one unable to resist following, wanting to voice one's innermost feelings.

"Ray, my name is Ray, sir." The curly-haired man said hastily, as if he had seized a glimmer of hope to escape from hell.

He blinked in surprise, seeing a hand slowly descending amidst the radiant halo, appearing to reach towards his forehead.

One minute later.

Casio tossed the unconscious curly-haired man, Ray, to his subordinates, his palm shook slightly, shaking off a speck of fresh blood from his fingertips.