"The task is simple, all of you. You are to kill Itsuka the Undead. I will repeat this again, do not apprehend him, and do not engage in combat with him. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Ma'am!" The gathering shouted in one voice, fully acknowledging Bonnie's leadership and the lower she held over the guild.
"Leonel, I believe I do not have to tell you anything?"
"Yes, Ma'am." The young man with black slicked-back hair in the middle replied. The rest of his bangs fell by the sides of his face, and his light onyx eyes were knotted together in silent anger.
The reason for this expression, was the near-death experience his best mate had encountered, almost losing his fingers, his trade as a gunman, a hunter, and an adventurer.
But most of all, he had almost lost his life.
And Leonel was not going to let that slide, he was not going to let Itsuka live.
