All members of Cycle were gathered in the meeting room.
At this moment, all of them were looking at someone sitting on the ground with a lowered head.
It was the silent black-haired man.
His name was Neron, and he had been one of Cycle's Newbies.
Yes, had been.
Kiara and Selina took deep breaths as they looked at Neron's corpse.
It was almost like Neron was still alive.
Neron had always been a silent man, but whenever he spoke up, his words proved to be invaluable.
He had been very intelligent and thorough whenever he dealt with something.
His weapon of choice had been a pair of daggers, and he had always been the one who took care of subtle but important missions.
If Cycle needed a spy, they would have chosen Neron for the mission.
But now, he was dead.
Ardum sat on the head of the table, and right now, he could only sigh.