Chapitre 173: Unbottled Tragedy & Sorrow Part I

While Saku helps Itsuka up off the ground, Shelly is still no where in sight.

Approaching them is the enemy with a blood red aura surrounding his body and covering his exposed Bowie knife. From underneath his red tipped hair covering his eyes, Esau starts to eeriely cackle in the minimal lighting produced from the city's street lights hanging above the fence border.

Esau: "Finally, the time has come Laban, all that pain you caused not only to me, but the thousands of 'pets' who have been left to continue in ruin. All the lives you've destroyed or caused irreversible damage to. Even if you repent DaeMon, what about the people like me, who can't just 'retry'!?"

Saku is listening to every syllable of the broken man's monologue. He peeks over at Laban, she is not taking her eyes away from the dangerous man either.

Esau: "That's your answer, isn't it?

You're sorry?

You've changed?

That we should all move on, forgive, forget, and get along?