บท 332: Swift and Indifferently, Disaster Strikes

"I wouldn't call it being calm--I'm just prepared. Even so...I don't know what to expect. You can't really fit a formula to these people. They exist outside of the normal human spectrum; I wouldn't go as far as to insult humanity to liken them to these guys. They're the kinds of people I hate the most. Unreasonable. Inhuman. Maybe it's a bit rich for someone of my profession to say, but that's just the truth. They don't fear pain, death, or any fate--so they're free to unleash whatever hell they want without any consequence."

Sicarius' words made Ren quickly regret even asking, as knowing the nature of those who prowled the halls made him that much more wary; checking over his shoulder every few seconds as noses he couldn't distinguish between real or just tricks of his mind resounded against his eardrums. 

"...Really, just who are they? You still haven't answered that. It's the least you can do. If I know...maybe I can be of more use--I'll know how to counter."