"So, Two wasn't lying," said Phoenix. She stared at the boy in front of her.
Ten, the boy who she had protected and had befriended before was standing in front of her, emotionlessly.
He looked different. There was determination in his dark eyes.
Phoenix could sense the killer vibes that he exuded from his body.
Before Two breathed her last breath, she told Phoenix that Ten had changed. He was not a weakling. He had killed the others without remorse.
Two told her to not let her guard down when meeting Ten. Maybe Two knew that considering Phoenix and Ten's close relationship before, Phoenix might have thought she could relax when meeting Ten. Phoenix was brilliant in everything, however, the instinct to become a killer that the organisation wanted to instil on their subjects was never being fully absorbed by Phoenix.
