Certain death, that's what Rosso felt at this moment. And it's not a death where his soul might escape from.
This man, this thing that lived inside Heroth, was much different than Rosso had anticipated, somewhat unpredictable in how he did things. It was even more surprising that this thing had been aware of what happened to Heroth after his little stunt during the last visit to his shop.
Sadly, if Rosso had the same skills as Jester, he might have learned what Heroth warned Sheva about and why she was focused on escaping from the area. Sadly, Rosso was not Jester; he couldn't move his mind all over the city at once, even during his out-of-body experience.
Even the current false face he carried didn't help. Till now, he had thought his new face and aura might fool people, but it would seem all of that was redundant. This beast, this monster likes to play with his food, giving them hope before killing them.
