The gruesomely nauseating spectacle was something few of those youngsters outside had ever witnessed.
Combined with the lingering stench that couldn't be dissipated, and the scent of air freshener, the short-haired girl with poor tolerance pushed through the crowd and vomited outside.
Fear and screams fused into chaos, the scene was a mess, and the terrifying shadow, like outstretched hands, left an indelible psychological imprint on the hearts of these youths.
Then, Beichuan Si's calm voice rang out:
"Quiet."
His overly calm voice was like a cooling ice cube that made everyone calm down.
The three leading boys then looked at Ebiya Rina, whose head was severed from her body, and, suppressing their discomfort, asked with an extremely shaky voice, "What on earth happened? What's wrong with Rina?"
Beichuan Si, without getting sidetracked, said indifferently, "She's dead."
