"Can I come out now?"
The voice he heard was one of a person that should not be here at all, even Inglis and Creusery were surprised as well.
Inglis shot a glare at Diablo, only to be met with laughter in return.
"Gee, shadow magic is very stuffy."
Alongside those words, Diablo's shadow stretched out on the ground, and from within it, rose a silver-haired, black-eyed woman.
This was none other than Cattleya, someone who was not supposed to be in the hell universe.
"When did you return?"
"I never left for Chrysa in the first place."
"What? I saw you leave with my eyes."
"You saw my 'clone' leave.
Chrysa was suspicious as fuck, no way I'd go over there personally. I did go over to Bracken for a bit though."
Cattleya replies to Creusery's words, speaking about Chrysa, her obvious disdain evident on her face.
