Ding. The sound of the elevator woke June from his trance again. He secretly held onto his chest in the guise of grasping the strap of the tote bag. He stared at the floor as he exited the double doors, his mind still stuck to the events that had happened earlier.
Perhaps, he was confident; perhaps, he was deluded. However, what was he to do in the face of that grand demon that had become his enemy? Was he supposed to cower at the possibility of getting detected? No, June was past the point of getting scared of Negomalrog. He just wanted to find ways to end this grand demon once and for all. After that, Stallis would eventually fall into his hands.
By then, there would be no body to be buried.
