A man with heeled shoes walked across the quiet neighborhood, his footsteps echoing around him. His dark eyes were set on the dark skies as if watching something that already merged with the darkness of the cloudy skies. Then, he brought his eyes to the woman's corpse on the ground.
"I didn't expect so many things to see in the spectacle tonight." A woman in a black coat and black dress walked into the light of the post overhead, her servant following closely behind her. She was clapping softly. "Not only did I see Noah Rocco beat up a demon while he has no magic…
"But I also saw Mephistopheles become emotionally involved with a human." Clementine chuckled as she placed her fingertips on her black lips. "Say, Cicero, did you expect as much? The game master is taking sides now. Aren't you afraid that… you would lose your trump card to a love scheme?"
