A woman appeared in a hazy silhouette with bloodshot eyes and ghastly skin. The darkened prints around her neck screamed agony and quick death. As she loomed over the man on the floor, claimed by fear, she forced a breath of disappointment from her pale dry lips.
"Men are greedy. Since I was born, I was taught that way."
Ryo Sun Ah mumbled and shrugged her head as she gazed at the body of the man, with bulging eyes and wide-open mouth. His neck had the same blackened bruise mark as hers. And the one who caused it stood faceless in the dark.
"Tch! You don't deserve to die like this."
Baffled by the woman's words, Ghost forcefully opened his jaw to rip the clump of skin on his face. The slit displayed the menacing sharp teeth and long tongue making him hiss like a snake. Even without eyes, he sensed the vengeful soul standing near the cold corpse on the floor and asked.
"Do you feel merciful towards him?"
