บท 204: Fuck This Leg, In Particular

Lucas is standing a few steps within the seating area of the ground floor of the cafe, with Miss Masher in the process of cautiously climbing through the shattered window he had used as an entrance behind him.

The overdosed offender is breathing heavily while standing in place, his attention roughly in Lucas’s direction, but he is still glancing around with hazy unfocused eyes while trying to figure out where Jonathan has run off to.

Throughout his rampage so far, he has heavily damaged not just the area, but also his own attire. The shredded remnants of his shirt sway with every one of his ragged breaths, revealing peeks of exaggerated dehydrated looking muscles, soiled and sweaty, but completely uninjured.

Miss Chievous is still outside, looking in, but now that she noticed Jonathan dart outside, she promptly turns her attention over to him.