Within a well-furnished mansion, 15 young geniuses were gathered. However, the mood in the air was stifling as endless killing intent and darkness threatened to destroy the entire courtyard.
"Who did this?" A skinny, but tall and handsome young man asked with a darkened expression.
RolRol, who still had tears in her eyes, kneeled beside Asyna's bed, holding on to her delicate hand. Every so often she would take a moist towel to wipe the sweat off of her smooth chocolate skin, but the worry in her brows never disappeared.
Just beside Asyna lay Lilith, but RolRol completely ignored her as though the white-haired beauty had next to nothing to do with her.