Whose back is this?
Dark, broad, firm, and steady. As if the person standing in front of her was determined to block all of the condemnation that was pointed at her right at this moment.
Vincent… Since when?
Neirin mumbled to herself out of a daze. She blinked, taking a step back. She rubbed her hands on her arms, trying to distance Vincent from her. Neirin could feel all her body being tense. She looked around.
Everything felt clear. The close space laboratory room.
Broken glass on the floor and red liquid flowing out of it.
Dim lights with ominous-looking equipment around.
The corpses of the monsters slowly came back to life.
And the hostile looks that they were giving here. Heavy air surrounded them, and the only person taking her side was Vincent.
