Eva and Shuangtian were currently in the sectioned-off building for the Purgatory Group gaming studio, standing before the group of core members who had hastily gathered after hearing that something horrible befell their guild leader.
Currently, the duo were hard-faced, trying to comfort themselves more than the slightly concerned core members, especially Lilith, who had been crying the entire morning. Dante was seated with clenched fists, constantly wanting to rise to his feet to try and help his son, but not knowing how.
Gremory had been tied up using industrial-strength rope, her mouth bound as she thrashed crazily with red eyes, wanting to go on a killing spree to vent the hatred of her darling big brother being ambushed.
