Too vicious!
The hall which was always vibrant with alchemists and scholars was smeared in blood. The intact faces of the corpses were filled with agony and unwillingness as if they had gone through a huge injustice.
Veurin didn't seem to be shaken at all, she just looked at the corpses as if it was the most normal thing.
Such was her personality, Veurin was a neutralist through and through. If she were on the good side, she would perform good deeds and if she was on the evil side, she would perform a massacre like the most natural thing.
Zick's eye, hidden by the mask, shone in an eerie light: "If you want to leave the doors right in front of you, why make a face as if you have eaten some bitter medicine?"
Hearing Zick's words, the captives had the same thought pass through their head: 'He is not normal...'