Leaving the room and closing the door behind him, Lucas' expression that was calm turned dark. His eyes turning hollow and emotionless. He walked up the stairs, his feet stopping to push open the door where both Greed and Barron were sitting in two different corners.
Barron was staring at Greed without looking away even for a second. When the rabbit had arrived at this room, he had seen blood coating the floor where Belle laid unmovingly. And seeing Greed with his scythe, he was sure he was the one who had hurt Belle.
"How is she?" asked Barron when he noticed Lucas step inside the room.
"Sleeping. She needs rest," she had been getting hurt since the last week. He then turned his face to look at Greed, "What do you want?" asked Lucas. There was no way he had helped the woman who Lucas loved.
Greed gave an oblivious look, "What?"
