The first thunderstrikes

"It's a dome or at least a cylinder that goes all the way to the ceiling."

Zombie appeared behind the red-haired Cranberry and reported with an annoyed expression.

"Not good. Haa... let's just hear what little miss Wrath has to say to us after all that happened."

Cranberry sighed, shook her head, and motioned at the approaching girl - or at least at the direction she was coming from since with her meager heights, it was actually kind of hard to spot her actually moving behind the other people.

"And why is that trash coming here exact... huh...?"

Zombie shrugged his shoulders and frowned, rolling his eyes but once he actually looked in the right direction, he stopped his act and furrowed his brows in shock.

"What is it...?"

The red-haired girl asked, locking arms with the blue-skinned corpse puppet even though that caused a great deal of animosity to arise for the ashen-haired girl.