A few hours when the abrupt abduction scene, Raven shouted in exceeding anger.
He was present in a dimly lit room.
There was a table and numerous books and documents. most likely a workplace somewhere.
Before his eyes were probably the desk of some reasonable administrator.
however elbows on the table, resting her head on her hands, the person sitting before the desk failed to appear to match the surroundings.
"The term criminal is sort of excessive. Raven Morgan- ?"
The voice chatting with Raven plumbed was so young and cute.
Sitting on the chair, the person matched the voice we tend toll and was a fragile and petite girl.
She looked concerning the age of twelve or thirteen, carrying half-rimmed glasses. The decorated shirt brought out the airs of a maiden. Her cute face was sort of a doll.
"Using such a barbaric thanks to bringing American state here, I don't suppose there' any word additional fitting than kidnappers to explain it, right?"
