'Sigh…' shaking his head, the possible consequences of him not going back became transparent to Virus immediately, 'there is a high chance of her death as one of the casualties. Although she might get lucky and live, the possibility of that is just too slim.'
'I told her she's mine; that I won't leave her alone. So even if it's just to keep that promise, I should go back, right?' Having finally reached a conclusion, determined, he ordered the driver with no hesitation whatsoever, "Turn the car around, we're returning to the hotel at once."
Hearing this declaration, the driver's face went pale, "B-but, s-sir… it's too dangerous, there's no way I'll go to that messed up place. I'm sorry, but I won't-"
Before the driver could finish his rejection, however, a futuristic-looking handgun was placed at the temple of his head before he heard a chilly order, "I said return… or die. Your choice."
