"Duck"
"Hide."
"Aaah!"
"All women seek shelter, and men take up the responsibility for evacuating the room." Arthur ordered as he prepared himself for a fight. His guards stormed inside, slashing the meat with their swords. Mutilated corpses, floor bathed in blood, with a strong stench of blood assaulted everyone inside the room.
Ladies who failed to evacuate in time, either passed out or went into shock. For their weak hearts, the scene was too strong. As for men, some cowardly, some joined the forces.
At the least, no one was harmed. Arthur immediately asked for reinforcements. A team of medics came in time, rescuing the survivors. It was chaotic.
"Are you alright, Arthur?" Cynthia, whose beautiful dress was now dyed in red, inspected Arthur from head to toe.
"I am" However, he grimly glanced at her. Noticing that she was alright, he brushed her off. Looking for Ciel, however, she wasn't there.
Did she evacuate in time?
