Anua sat on a chair in the kitchen of the staff building inside Marblechase complex, she was still pale, waiting for her biological system to recover from the gruesome sight.
“Kai…” She said, “Next time don’t just let a seven-year-old see something like that, will ya?”
“How do you even plan on keeping on this business if you can’t deal with that?”
“Hey, you look pale, too! Isn’t that because of… That as well? Tehee… Kai is a big crybaby.”
“No, In my case it’s… Another story. Anyway… What do you think of the dead man?”
“The one with the guts missing? Definitely a victim. But this corroborates our theory. If the culprit attacked before the anticipated state of the moon it means ’t's not a werewolf! It must be a presence!”
“Uh… Anua… I’m pretty sure we all knew that already.”
“How do we get it?”