บท 191: Arena Fifty Nine: Oblivion XXVII

[Arnold POV]

"Undead?!"

Silver freaked out, but I held my hand up. I had a hunch that something along that line was the case... But I didn't think that it would be the "actual" case.

However, as someone who was considered "dead" by normal standards once, I didn't feel any fear, hatred or disgust towards them. Maybe that was because Grey, alongside A.R.M.A., had been accommodating towards me.

Speaking of Grey... Just what was his relationship with Alfred? I'll have to meet the man and figure it out once I get back... I didn't like the suspense around the matter.

Going back to the matter at hand, I looked at the two people... the two undead and raised a question.

"How can you keep your sanity?"

"..."

"What?"

They didn't immediately answer, causing me to raise an eyebrow. Then with a cough, Venessa spoke on behalf of both of them.

"Sorry. We were just expecting a more dramatic reaction... This feels a bit anticlimactic."